We would go to Hong Fat because it was cheap and the dumplings were good, and he would talk to the old guys. You ate what they brought to the table or you pointed to someone’s meal because the menu was in Chinese. They cleaned the tables by pouring hot tea on them and wiping it up with a rag. The whole place had the fragrance of oolong.
— Just Kids (Patti Smith), Loc. 2002–4
That’s so similar to the place we had in Hong Kong!! The one with the Michelin star! And not only that one, the other one in Hong Kong, Hong Kong island too! Where the meat is so good, you’d never eat anything similar ever again! Oh, I’d love to visit that place just once again!