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Eavesdropping on the conversation between my stomach and my brain (my amygdala, in particular, since my frontal lobe seems to cede all executive function when it comes to food)
Monday, December 28, 2009
Mak's Wonton Noodles
This is my favorite wonton noodle shop in the world, located on Wellington Road in Hong Kong. Mak's (麥奀雲吞麵世家) has been serving up a little bowls of wonton slurpy heaven since 1968. This particular afternoon, I excused myself from holiday shopping duties with my family ("I'm a little tired, I think I'll go home to rest...") so that I can sneak in a bowl of wonton noodles prior to a dinner engagement that evening. At dinner, Andrew asked me why I wasn't eating as much as I usually do and if I was feeling okay. Okay? I was feeling more than okay with that hot bowl of happiness in my tummy. But I didn't tell him. At least, not until the next day.
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December 2009,
Hong Kong,
Mak's Wonton Noodles
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