Category: Phil’s Asian Feasts

We hop into a bus and head off to downtown Kowloon to the restaurant Hutong, which overlooks the main Hong Kong Island.

My older brother lives and works in Cambodia for some government led initiative.

The train is beautiful, wood and veneer panelling from ceiling to floor.

Right on time Sungkom (my butler one of three on my far east journey) knocks and brings in my coffee tray.

Not for the first time this trip I have a Keith Floyd moment in the back of my mind.

It’s a heavy mix of Malay, and Chinese with a dash of India and even Japan.

Dinner is a formal affair, bit too formal for me, including jacket and yes a tie.