#15: Home Comforts

A lot of eating and not much else — just the way I like it.

Wednesday 6th December

As you might have gleaned from last week’s email, I arrived in Hong Kong pallid and in much need of a home-cooked meal, ideally one eaten in pyjamas. My mum and I have a tradition where she asks what I’d like to eat on my first night home, and I request the same dishes year after year. The meal always involves a steamed fish, burie…