Feb 11, 2005
Nothing primes Chaxiubao's appetite better than a bowl (or two, as circumstances dictate) of juk at the beginning of a day. A bowl of hot, well-prepared and flavorful juk. And if anyone of you shares the empathy of Chaxiubao's, he or she may go down to the Rua da Felicidade to find a congee shop around the corner called San Yue Congee Specialist to start the day with, just like Chaxiubao did.
The menu in San Yue runs long. By default, nevertheless, the best congee of this store has to be the gup dek juk, assorted congee mixed with pig's giblet and pork meat balls, because the full name for gup dek juk used to be San Yue gup dek juk. Another juk very well worth our devouring is the congee with beef balls and pork balls, the sheung yue juk or congee avec deux boules, if you will.
You can order the congee like any average joe, of course, like the way an average joe see it. But to show you're a congee maven and to show you're the master in this congee domain -- like Chaxiubao did -- you order it with a raw egg at your bowl -- all the more making the juk smoother and richer with flavor...
After the juk, what else? Oops, how can we forget our dim sum thingy. Sensing the emptiness in his dim sum quest, Chaxiubao headed straight to the Lung Wah Teahouse on the Avenida Do Almirante Lacerda (quite a mouthful, ain't it?). A teahouse in her thirty something, she is the only teahouse in Macau to have patrons bringing their birds for bird fight.
No, my dear good-natured reader, don't jump to the conclusion fast, not those 'dead or alive' bird fights of capital cruelty, but bird (mostly robins and babblers) fights of singing. There're even bets for "who's the next
William Hung Andrea Bocelli of birds" that normally starts at 10 in the morning (Macau is lauded as the Monte Carlo of the East, after all). Even if you drop by on the day with no "official" singing contests staged, you'll still find scores of bird cage on various corners of the teahouse. Very likely, you'll walk away this dim sum teahouse happily with quite a mouthful as well as an earful...
Just like the juk and the dim sum weren't enough to call it a morning with, Chaxiubao went south to the Rua da Felicidade, again, to make the most of his morning in Macau -- to a chachannteng (Hong Kong style bistro) called Ka Ma Lun for some good old-fashioned milk tea. What a gorgeous. The milk tea looked at Chaxiubao and caught Chaxiubao's eye fixed keenly upon the her, knowing glances were telegraphed between the pair, and Chaxiubao, smiling archly, gobbled the milk tea to her very last drip...Madam, Be My Valentine.
Being a man of caution and fearing he may run into some snags in his pork chop burger pursual later that afternoon (who is to say?!), Chaxiubao also preemptively ordered a pork chop burger in Ka Ma Lun, who claims to serve the genuine version of this bun. As if the pork chop itself is not greasy enough, a lump of butter is also spread on the bread. What the heck! My friend, it is now or never.