Hello, San Diego Padres vs. Los Angeles Dodgers & One Piece Night at Dodger Stadium

Just under a year ago, I had a tragically poor experience attending Hello Kitty Night 2025 at Dodger Stadium due to some poor planning and poor logistics on the part of the person who organized the trip. However, I learned a lot from that experience, and now I am much more familiar with Dodger Stadium (and non-suite seating at sporting venues in general).

About a month or so ago, one of my friends asked me if I wanted to join her for One Piece Night at Dodger Stadium on July 2, 2026 during the night the Los Angeles Dodgers hosted the San Diego Padres. She wanted to go because they were giving away One Piece gift bags consisting of a Luffy straw hat and a collectible trading card, and she really wanted those exclusive items. I don’t really care at all about One Piece, but this is a friend who I trust and enjoy spending time with, so I agreed to come along.

She told me that she had never been to a baseball game before, and this would be her first time. I immediately had a flashback to Hello Kitty Night 2025 and realized I had this untapped encyclopedia of knowledge in my brain about how to go to a baseball game without wanting to kill yourself. I told her that I would help handle a majority of the logistics so that we can have as pleasant of an experience as possible.

I first looked into buying individual tickets to shared suites, but upon more diligent research, I found out that there is a high risk of those kinds of shared suite tickets not coming with a gift entitlement, which would defeat the purpose of us going. I then looked into some tickets classed as “baseline club” and “dugout club,” which came with private lounge access and front-row seats to the action; those were between $1,000-2,000 per ticket. I would’ve been fine getting those tickets, but after discussing with my friend, we decided to go for something cheaper as a trial for her first baseball game, because she didn’t know if she would even enjoy the game at all.

I ultimately decided on executive club seats, which were a much more reasonable ~$400 per ticket. Although they didn’t come with a private lounge, they were on the same floor as the suites, which meant that it was much more peaceful and less congested than the regular general admission floors.

Our welcome email told us that the entry gates open two hours before the game starts, and the parking lot opens an additional half an hour before that. We ended up arriving about three hours before the game started because my friend wanted to make absolutely certain that they wouldn’t run out of gift bags. We were expecting to need to wait before being let in, but apparently, so many people were arriving so early that day that they were backed up into the street and causing a traffic jam, so they had no choice but to start letting people in early.

Two and a half hours before the first pitch, the lines to get in were already completely packed.

Fortunately, the executive club seats also come with priority access. The line was still pretty long, but nowhere near as long as the loge and reserve entrances. We had to wait for a while, but there was a friendly guy in line near us who was chatting with us, and that combined with conversing amongst ourselves made it so the wait didn’t feel that long.

Upon walking through the metal detector and passing security, we were given our straw hat and collectible card. After that point, there were no more lines for the rest of the night.

This is the entrance to the suite and club level of the field.

We made our way over to our seats in Section 229CL. This was the closest section next to where the suites start, so in theory, we were in the section with the next best possible elevated view without being inside an actual suite. I also liked that this section had an overhang; it didn’t matter for this particular game, but it sounds very convenient as shade for days when the game starts earlier, or as shelter for days when it rains.

This is what the rest of the club level looked like. As you can see, it is substantially nicer than general admission, and I think it is absolutely worth the upcharge. There are far fewer seats, more legroom, nice padding on the seat bottoms, and more space to walk around. In general, this space felt far more relaxed and easy-going than the other levels of the stadium.

The collectible cards came in their own plastic packaging, but my friend wanted to be extra safe and put the cards in another layer of hard plastic covers. We went as a group of three, and these are the three cards we got.

I told her to take pictures of the cards with her at the stadium so that the photographs could act as a substitute certificate of authenticity, in case she ever wants to sell them. However, she ultimately decided that the cards made her happy and she wanted to keep them for her own collection.

There was a lot of One Piece branding spread out throughout the stadium for the collaboration, including on the massive screens in the outfield.

The elevation of this level was perfect—far away enough that you could get a perfect bird’s-eye view of the entire field, but not so far away that everything was too small. Because we arrived early, we were able to see the players warming up.

There were some signs on the wall near the concession stand, and I tried to use it as reference to find out how to navigate to other areas of the stadium. … Then I found out that they were just decorative.

This is the view from the outfield, from the far edge of the club level. I walked over here because I was looking for a set of stairs to use to go downstairs to the loge level because my friend wanted some pizza, and there was no pizza concession stand on the suite and club level.

This far edge of the club level also had a view of the entrance. I thought it was a very funny visual seeing everyone wearing their straw hat on the inside of the gate.

We made it down to the loge level and I basically got an episode of PTSD from my prior Dodger Stadium experience. There was still about two hours to go before the first pitch, so most people still hadn’t arrived yet, but it was still absolutely packed. It wasn’t shoulder-to-shoulder like it is after the game starts, but it was still extremely congested. My friend said that she was instantly overstimulated by how many people there were everywhere already.

… Here is a random picture of a cameraman.

After walking all the way around from left outfield to first base, we made it to the pizza vendor, Batter’s Box Pizza.

My friend got a personal cheese pizza, and I got a personal pepperoni pizza. There was not enough sauce, but it was still extremely salty. It was very doughy, so I guess you’d like this pizza if the crust is your favorite part of pizza. I was not a fan of this pizza.

For my drink, I ordered a fruity non-alcoholic mocktail. It tasted like I was served a full cup of ice with a little bit of pineapple juice and grapefruit juice mixed in.

While enjoying my pizza and juice, I was able to watch the crew prepare the field for play.

In celebration of One Piece Night, someone got dressed up in a Luffy costume and threw the first pitch.

After celebrating his pitch, Luffy went up to the cameras and officially declared the start of the baseball game.

I noticed that this particular section of seats was empty for some reason. It was funny thinking that maybe someone just bought out all the seats in that area because they happened to be cheaper and they just wanted to collect more gift bags. The collectible cards from previous collaborations have sold on auction websites for several hundreds to thousands of dollars, so technically, I guess this could be quite a lucrative way to make a profit.

To the grave disappointment of Los Angeles Dodgers fans, the San Diego Padres started the game with quite a substantial lead.

The personal pizza wasn’t enough to fill me up, so I also ordered some surf and turf tacos. I am pretty sure they put about six times more salt into the tacos than the recipe called for. They were edible, but not even remotely good, and I would never get them again.

I ordered this along with some Diet Coke in a standard, non-souvenir fountain drink cup. It was much smaller than I expected, and it is unfortunate that fountain drinks do not come with refills, but fortunately, I was able to get free tap (non-bottled) water.

My friend got ground beef nachos. They were marginally better than the tacos, but still way too salty.

For dessert, we shared a churro sundae. This was the best thing we ate at the stadium—not because it was delicious, but because it was the only thing that wasn’t bad. It basically tasted like generic ice cream that you’d get in bulk from a grocery store.

Partway through the game, my friend decided to enter the Los Angeles Dodgers Foundation’s 50/50 Raffle. This is a program where you buy raffle tickets and your purchase price is added to a jackpot pool. At the end of the eighth inning, a winner is selected from the raffle tickets; the winner wins half the jackpot, and the other half of the jackpot is donated to the charity.

The raffle entries scale up depending on how much you spend. If you pay US$20, you get 10 tickets; if you pay US$50, you get 50 tickets; if you pay US$100, you get 150 tickets; and if you pay US$150, you get 300 tickets. My friend opted to get 300 tickets for $150, so she ended up with a comically long receipt with all her raffle entry numbers.

At the seventh inning stretch, I got up from my seat and went to the edge of the suite level beyond the overhang so I could get a picture of everyone standing up with their Luffy straw hats on.

One nice thing about having executive club seats is that you get your own server who will take your orders and deliver food and drinks directly to you. Apparently they can also arrange special celebration desserts, like for this person who was celebrating his birthday.

At the bottom of the eighth, the winner of the 50/50 Raffle was selected. My friend did not win. In fact, she failed to even match the third digit…

With only one strikeout to go at the top of the ninth, we left our seats and headed downstairs to the field level. The Los Angeles Dodgers had a hefty lead by this point, so it seemed like the bottom of the ninth would not be played and the Dodgers had basically secured a win already.

The reason we came all the way down? Because we heard that there would be a One Piece drone show after the game ended, and they would be letting fans onto the field to watch the show from there so they can get a better view. It seems like other people were aware of this as well, because field level was packed with people waiting (with their straw hats on, of course) for the gates to open.

After the game was fully wrapped up, they opened the gates and a flood of fans entered the field.

They soon dimmed the lights in preparation for the drone show.

In an ultimate bait-and-switch, the drone show started… far in the distance. The view was blocked by the structure of the stadium. I’m pretty sure we would’ve gotten a better view just by staying in our seats.

Regardless, it was neat to be able to go on the field, and I’m glad I was able to get that opportunity. I didn’t even get to do that when I went on the paid tour last time, so it was nice that they let fans have that experience for free after the game.

In an effort to try and get a better view, we walked out of the stadium, but then we had some issues with tall trees blocking a portion of the drone show instead.

On our way out into the parking lot, I saw a jumbo replica of the Los Angeles Dodgers’ 2025 World Series Championship ring.

I didn’t wear the straw hat at all during the game, but I figured I should probably at least get a goofy picture with it at the end, for the memories. So, here I am with the Luffy straw hat. … I look like a rice farmer.

Overall, I had quite a fun and pleasant experience this time around. The type of seats you buy absolutely matters at Dodger Stadium, and I think the premium price of executive club seats was beyond worth it for the money. It was a perfect balance of getting both a public and private experience—public in the sense that you still feel like you’re in the middle of the action, but private in the sense that you have your own special floor with far fewer other people to deal with.

 

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Hello, THE RANCH Restaurant in Anaheim, California

It’s that time of year again… time for me to celebrate my Twitch moderator anniversary with @PhummyLW.

Considering that I only post about this once a year, you might not have any context behind this and have no idea what I’m talking about. If that’s the case, then there are two pieces of prerequisite reading to get caught up: my restaurant reviews of the Capital Grille in Costa Mesa, California and Bello by Sandro Nardone in Newport Beach, California. If you don’t know how to read, the simple summary is that I go to a high-end restaurant together with my Twitch moderator once a year to treat him to a nice dinner on the anniversary of him becoming my mod.

This year, Phummy asked me to take him to THE RANCH Restaurant in Anaheim, California. For those who read my most recent blog post, that’s the reason I was staying at the JW Marriott, Anaheim Resort—so I could be in relatively close proximity to the restaurant (and because I enjoy going for walks around the Anaheim Convention Center, Disneyland Resort, and Anaheim GardenWalk areas).

As a side note, for those who are paying extra close attention, this blog post is a bit late for a few reasons. First, we had our dinner last Friday, but I didn’t have a chance to get around to blogging about it until today because I recently had some extremely packed weeks of work, so I’ve been spending the last several days balancing it out by playing video games (which is rare for me now), watching movies (which is even rarer), and just relaxing in general after doing only core work of critical or time-sensitive importance. Second, our actual anniversary is in the middle of Phummy’s final exam week at his university, so we decided to wait for him to wrap up so he can focus fully on excelling in his academics.

 
Upon our arrival at the restaurant, the hostess confirmed our reservation and brought us to our table. While walking us there, she asked if we were celebrating a special occasion. Phummy, of course, confidently informed her that we are celebrating our anniversary, and ended it at that. I, of course, have to clarify that we are celebrating a work anniversary and that we are not a gay couple. The hostess found that very amusing.

After being seated, a couple of other staff members asked us whether we were celebrating anything special, upon which we repeated the process of Phummy proudly declaring that we are celebrating our anniversary, and me needing to stipulate that it is a work anniversary. Everyone who spoke with us seemed to find the dynamic very amusing.

Not long afterwards, Phummy let me know that, when he booked the reservation on the restaurant’s website, he put a note in the “special request” section to make the experience as romantic as possible for us. If you haven’t noticed by now, Phummy finds great enjoyment in intentionally making the “anniversary” term confusing or misleading for people in hopes that they think we are a gay couple.

After speaking with us, it seemed like all the staff members were very on board with joining Phummy in trolling me and really emphasizing just the “anniversary” part of “work anniversary.” What I think happened was that the hostess and staff saw Phummy’s special request, but when we walked in, we didn’t look anything like a romantic couple, so they held back under the belief that there had been some kind of error or misunderstanding. However, after confirming directly with us about our “relationship,” it seemed like every staff member enthusiastically committed to Phummy’s joke.

 
While we were deciding what to eat, we were brought out some complimentary bread. There were seven orbs of five different kinds of bread arranged in a flower shape. This is the first restaurant that I’ve ever seen do something like this, and I appreciated their creativity. The bread quality was also pretty good, though I didn’t have that much of it because I didn’t want to fill up my stomach too much with carbs.

I accidentally came into this dinner not hungry because there was a bit of a mix-up. Phummy originally told me that the dinner was on Saturday the 23rd, but then later said that apparently the reservation actually went through for Friday the 22nd instead. I confirmed the schedule change and updated it in my calendar, but I guess I forgot to update it in my brain. I accidentally ate some free dinner at my hotel’s restaurant on Friday with my elite status vouchers, and only after finishing two entrées did I remember that I was supposed to meet up with Phummy. Thus, my meal at THE RANCH was actually my second dinner of the day.

Our waiter asked if we wanted to order any drinks. I told him that I don’t drink alcohol, but gestured over to Phummy to see if he wanted anything. I then found out / remembered that Phummy is not yet of legal alcohol drinking age in the United States. So instead, we both ordered mocktails.

I ordered a hibiscus and jalapeño mocktail. It was quite strong and intense, and it gave a nice kick every sip.

While delivering our drinks, the waiter asked what kind of work anniversary we were celebrating, i.e., what we do for our jobs. This is a bit of a complex question, considering that my main job is being the Director of Corporate Operations at Tempo, and my secondary job is being a business consultant, and Phummy doesn’t work together with me in either of those. I told our waiter that, and then further elaborated that Phummy is a Twitch moderator, which in normal people terms, is functionally similar to being a personal digital media assistant. Our waiter was very interested in this, so he stood at our table for a few minutes while I fairly thoroughly explained everything.

Then I looked over at Phummy. His drink was already empty.

The waiter asked Phummy if he wanted another one, to which he confirmed.

For our appetizer, we got a Robbins Island Tasmanian Wagyu Beef carpaccio with white alba clamshell mushrooms, black truffle, wild arugula, and pecorino romano.

This was good, but the beef was sliced comically thin. And yes, I understand that the entire point of carpaccio is to cut the fish or meat into thin slices, but this beef carpaccio was so thin that it basically just ripped apart from its own weight when I tried to pick it up.

The greens supplemented the meat flavor very well. I took some of the vegetables and placed them on top of the carpaccio, then rolled it up as best I could; this made for some satisfying and well-rounded bites.

While we were having our appetizer, the waiter came back with Phummy’s second drink. I don’t quite remember exactly what all the components of the drink were, but as you can probably tell, it was a citrus-based mocktail.

The main menu had a lot of nice beef options, but was fairly limited in seafood. I’m still trying to avoid red meat where possible in order to reduce saturated fat consumption, lower cholesterol, and maintain heart health (and because I just like seafood better anyway). Thus, I was tentatively deciding on getting pan-seared halibut. However, there was also a special farm menu that day with a few additional options.

I ended up ordering pistachio-crusted Colorado lamb chops with whole grain mustard spätzle, green garbanzo beans, red spring onions, ramp chimichurri, and lamb jus as my main entrée. Yes, lamb is still red meat, but lamb is not as common as beef, poultry, or fish in the United States, so when there is a high-quality lamb dish at a restaurant, I will usually get it.

This lamb was great, but interestingly, I actually enjoyed the spätzle as the most notable part of the dish. The texture and doneness level of the pasta was perfect, both when eating it on its own as well as when combining it with a bite of lamb.

For my side, I got some grilled asparagus.

Separate from both the main menu and the side farm menu were a few special unlisted dishes, one of which was a filet mignon. Phummy is a fan of filet mignon, so that’s the dish he ordered; it came topped with a bone marrow compound butter sauce crust as a supplement, as well as with an included side of potato fingerlings.

For his side, he got lobster mac and cheese, composed of house-made pasta and Vermont white cheddar.

I ended up not being able to finish my lamb chops and asparagus, so I asked for it to be put in a to-go container. I technically could’ve finished it if I really pushed myself, but I wanted to still leave a little bit of room for dessert.

Phummy and I each ordered one dessert, but when the waiter came back, he had three plates. One of them was a complimentary celebratory dessert on the house—a Tahitian vanilla bean crème brûlée with seasonal madeleines. They wrote “Happy Anniversary” on the plate with chocolate from a piping bag.

My dessert was a hazelnut crunch bar with praline crunch, chocolate crémeux, caramelized hazelnuts, Valrhona Caramélia chocolate mousse, caramel sauce, and vanilla ice cream.

Phummy opted for the Milky Way, made with República del Cacao chocolate, malted nougat, and salted caramel ice cream.

While he was consuming it, we had an interesting discussion about the trademark implications of naming their dessert the Milky Way, and whether it would constitute infringement under the standards of likelihood of confusion. My conclusion was that, yes, the fact that they named this the Milky Way would indeed likely fall under infringement territory.

After we finished all three desserts, the waiter brought out our check. To further commit to the anniversary joke, he wrote “Happy Anniversary!” at the top of our receipt.

Here is a photograph of the main dining area of the restaurant.

While stopping by the restroom, I noticed that the door to a vacant private dining area was left open. I peeked inside and snapped a photograph.

On our way out, the hostess gave us one final departing “happy anniversary!”

This is what the restaurant looks like from the outside. The left door leads to the restaurant, while the right door leads to the saloon.

Thinking back, I probably should’ve checked out what the saloon looks like while I was there, even if it was just for a few minutes. The entryway was delineated with stanchions though, so I guess it is possible that they were having a special event there and we might not have even been allowed in as non-ticketed guests.

Wagyu beef carpaccio$  25.00
Colorado lamb chops$  74.00
Filet mignon$  74.00
Bone marrow crust$  15.00
Asparagus$  18.00
Lobster mac ‘n’ cheese$  30.00
Hazelnut crunch bar$  17.00
Milky Way$  17.00
Vanilla crème brûlée$   0.00
Mocktail ×3$  36.00
Bottled water ×4$  40.00
Sales tax (7.75%)$  26.82
Gratuity$  90.00
Total$ 462.82
The table to the right shows how much I paid.

The restaurant offers valet parking, but they also had a free self parking option in an adjacent lot right on the opposite side of a nearby fence, easily within walking distance.

I am about 98% sure that both Phummy and I drank regular house filtered water and not bottled water. However, I was charged for four bottles of water at US$10.00 each. Usually, the way to know for sure that you are getting paid, premium water is that they will bring the glass bottles directly to you and leave them on your table, and they definitely did not do that for us. Thus, I’m pretty sure that I ended up inadvertently paying for a different table’s luxury water supply. Having an excess US$40.00 on your bill isn’t really the best feeling, but I’m over it at this point; I had a chance to audit the check before remitting payment, so I bear a lot of the fault for not catching it before handing over my credit card.

If you’ve read my previous restaurant reviews, you may have picked up on the fact that I am very much against the United States’ tipping culture, and I will usually only add on around 15% in gratuity to my bill. However, I still assess this on a case-by-case basis, and when I notice that the staff is going noticeably beyond what I think is the standard of service, I am happy to tip more generously. Every single staff member we encountered at THE RANCH was stellar, and I could tell that they genuinely wanted to give Phummy a fun, memorable experience. Thus, my ~26% gratuity isn’t me being a hypocrite; I just thought they deserved it in this instance. Also, technically, considering that I paid an extra US$40.00 for water that I’m pretty sure we did not get, if you recalculate that as if it was extra gratuity, then I guess tipping US$130.00 on a new US$306.00 subtotal is… over 42%. 😶

Overall, I thought the food was great, but I am undecided on the value for the cost. For comparison, this is right around the price point of last year’s Chef’s Table, and I thought the experience with Chef Frankie was a league or two above THE RANCH with regards to ingredient quality, dish preparation, and portion size. The service was top-tier at both locations, but was just different; Bello by Sandro Nardone focused on chef-to-diner personalization, while THE RANCH had a broadly supportive and attentive staff.

If you’re interested in dining at THE RANCH but are concerned about the price point, I think one thing to keep in mind is that you can be a lot smarter about assembling a good meal without spending as much as I did. I think our waiter noticed that I didn’t really mind what the price was of anything, so he did a great job upselling us by describing add-ons like drinks and supplements in a very appetizing way, and reminding us about side dishes. If you’re not getting what is basically the most expensive dish in every single category, then I imagine your bill will be much more manageable than this.

Phummy is already thinking ahead to next year’s anniversary dinner and figuring out what kinds of unique and special things we can do for it. I guess I have to wait patiently for another eleven and a half more months to figure out how he plans on trolling me next…

 

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Hello, STARLUX Airlines flights 236 and 2 from Hong Kong to Taoyuan to Los Angeles

For the past three weeks, I’ve been blogging little by little about my trip to Hong Kong, a special administrative region of China.

For the past couple of years, I’ve been far more open to international travel outside the United States and Canada; this started with a trip to New Zealand, which was then followed by trips to Vietnam, Japan, and Mexico. I especially enjoyed my time in Asia, so when I had another opportunity to join some friends on a trip across the Pacific, I decided to tag along.

At first, we all flew into Hong Kong (albeit on separate flights—I took Starlux Airlines while my friends flew United). After exploring the region together for a little while, my friends continued their multi-city itinerary by heading into mainland China while I stayed behind to continue enjoying Hong Kong. I could’ve joined them into mainland China if I wanted to, but there are some extra logistics that I hadn’t finished taking care of ahead of time (such as applying for a visa, downloading Chinese mobile apps, and securing special network tools that would allow me to continue doing my USA-based work remotely), so I decided to postpone my introduction to mainland China for another time.

I published a handful of blog posts detailing various things I did and ate in Hong Kong; in case you missed them, here is a quick overview (in chronological order on the basis of when I published the blog post, not of when I actually did the activity):

Overall, I’d say that I had a very positive experience in Hong Kong. Compared to the two countries that I’d previously visited in Asia—Vietnam and Japan—Hong Kong felt like a balanced combination of the two. Vietnam was a bit too chaotic for my preference, while Japan seemed like it was operated and occupied by robots; Hong Kong was still nice and very efficient, but had enough of a human element to it such that it felt like there were real people there.

One thing that trolled me repeatedly throughout my trip was the currency conversion. When I first checked the exchange rate for United States dollars to Hong Kong dollars, I saw that one USD was about seven and a half HKD. Then my brain continued that train of thought by thinking that seven and a half is almost eight, and eight is almost ten, so I could take a shortcut and convert HKD to USD by moving the decimal point one spot to the left.

Spoiler: That is not a good way to handle the mental calculation of currency conversion from HKD to USD.

Taking my dinner at VEA as an example, I saw that the tasting menu was HK$2,280, so I went into it expecting to end the night having spent somewhere in the mid- to upper-200s USD after the non-alcoholic beverage pairing. Instead, my bill ended up being over US$400—more than US$100 above what I expected. Take that and then repeat it over and over again for two weeks, and I actually ended up spending a few thousand USD more in Hong Kong than I thought I did. (To be clear, I am not upset about this, and it is entirely my own fault that I inted myself with smooth-brain math.)

In terms of weather, I went into Hong Kong expecting a slightly milder version of what I experienced in Hanoi, Vietnam, but I’m glad to report back that it was nowhere near as bad. Of course, the obvious reason is because I went to Hanoi in August and Hong Kong in March; however, while Hanoi regularly reached a climate where I literally had difficulty breathing because of the humidity, Hong Kong just felt like a regular hot and humid Midwestern day in the United States. Miraculously, I only had a couple two-shower days in Hong Kong (while it was an ongoing and regular occurrence in Hanoi).

 
Before I start the overview of my flight, I do feel the need to share my one negative observation about Hong Kong, for the sake of transparency and balance. First, it needs a little bit of context.

I don’t understand people who film everything, especially in places where you’re meant to enjoy a special, gated event. For example, when I see professionally-filmed videos of concerts nowadays, it is a bit saddening to see so many people in the crowd being so focused on recording the show with their phone when there are literally multiple US$50,000+ cameras with US$10,000+ lenses already handling it. I am aware that plenty of people have valid reasons for doing so, such as filming a more personalized perspective for a friend who couldn’t make it… but it is difficult to believe that everyone has a really good reason to record the whole set, the entire time.

A lot of people in Hong Kong are like this, but for everything around them. It’s almost like half the population of Hong Kong is trying to become an online influencer. Everything is filmed, and if it can’t be filmed yet, then people stand in long lines to wait their turn to get their own recording of it. I have blogged for around two decades now, and if you look at the number of pictures I take and compare it to the number that everyone else around me takes, you’d think they’re all running their own blogs and social media platforms a hundred times bigger than mine.

As a side note, I also know I’m not the only one who feels this way, because in the most congested tourist areas, there are literally posted signs asking people not to put on performances in public for personal recording (i.e., telling them not to make TikToks in the middle of the path and get in others’ way).

Adjacent to this, many people seem to have their eyes completely glued to their phones. It seems like people don’t look up to see what’s around them anymore, and the most egregious ones don’t even care where they’re walking and just hope that others will navigate around them. Even worse, a subset of people randomly stop walking in the middle of the street, presumably a subset including those who are unable to text and walk at the same time, or are unable to veer off to the edge of the path so they’re not in anyone’s way. Even even worse, I saw a bunch of people give up on walking and just stop in the middle of the sidewalk for no reason… and they didn’t even have their phone out!

My point is, I wish people in Hong Kong would be more present and aware of their surroundings. Hong Kong is a nice place with a lot to see, and believe it or not, you can learn a lot just by people-watching and observing those around you. I heard that our newest, youngest generation is embracing a movement away from living in a digital world, and is instead aiming to shift towards “dumber” technology so they can connect more with the real world. That sounds like great news to me, and I look forward to seeing if that can have a positive impact on Hong Kong’s day-to-day environment.

 
And finally, one more positive thing before I go into my day of travel: the public transit system in Hong Kong is impeccable. I was very impressed at how accessible Tokyo was because of their transit, and somehow, Hong Kong seemed even better. It’s difficult to precisely articulate what I liked more about it, and it’s more of a feeling than it is a concrete thing. However, believe it or not, even with people in Hong Kong being more disorganized and less orderly than people in Japan, the Hong Kong system itself felt more efficient. I felt like transfers between different lines were easier, and there were fewer instances of everything happening at once and just being completely bombarded by information.

Partway through my stay, I transferred from the JW Marriott Hotel Hong Kong to the Park Lane Hong Kong, Autograph Collection. I’m not as intense of a hotel hopper as the people who check into a new hotel every single day, but I did still want to experience two different neighborhoods during my stay. The JW Marriott gave me a good idea of what the upscale shopping district was, while Park Lane was deeper into the bustling action.

This is what my room looked like at the Park Lane.

Because of my Ambassador Elite status with Marriott’s loyalty program, I was offered a free upgrade to a suite at check-in and was shown photographs of different available suites I could pick from. Funny enough, all the suite options had a bathtub in the middle of the showering area such that it seemed like just using the standing shower would be inconvenient. I would’ve taken the upgrade if I was sharing my room with a friend because I have a lot of friends who enjoy taking baths, but because I was in this room alone for this trip, I declined the upgrade and just took a standard guest room (albeit with the best available view).

After checking out, I ventured down into the subway, took a quick ride on the Island Line from the Causeway Bay Station to the Central Station, connected via foot to the Hong Kong Station, then took the Airport Express to Hong Kong International Airport.

I allocated about an hour and a half for transport, but due to a mixture of walking quickly and the Airport Express being ahead of schedule, I managed to walk out of my hotel and walk into the airport in a matter of under one hour.

I also allocated about an hour and a half for check-in, security, and immigration. I’m used to all of this being quick in the United States because of my enrollment in both TSA PreCheck and Clear, but I figured that it would take much longer in Hong Kong due to me being a foreigner and not being able to use their expedited systems.

Well, I was wrong. Hong Kong International Airport is extremely efficient. I had already started my check-in process online, and because I did not have any checked luggage, I was able to go directly to the security checkpoint with my QR code instead of finishing the check-in with a desk agent. The security lines were short, and the efficiency of standard security in Hong Kong seemed to be even better than the TSA PreCheck lines in the United States. The immigration lines were also short, and the officer glanced at my passport for just a few seconds before waving me in.

Overall, it took just shy of 15 minutes for me to walk off the train and walk into the secured area airside. Upon my entry, I was greeted by a live band, which is the first time I’d ever seen that in an airport.

Funny enough, I spent more time looking for my designated airline lounge than I did getting through security and immigration. The lounge I was trying to find was upstairs in this area, but all the elevators were broken, I couldn’t find any stairs, and an escalator in the far corner didn’t actually lead to the front door of the lounge.

If you told me that I walked back and forth for an entire mile trying to figure out how to get up there, I wouldn’t be surprised.

Because Starlux Airlines doesn’t have their own lounge and isn’t part of a major airline alliance, they partner with Qantas Airways to accommodate their business class passengers in the Qantas Hong Kong International Lounge. One of the downsides of having done my entire check-in process online is that I didn’t receive a formal lounge invitation ticket that is usually provided at the check-in desk, but when I showed up, the lounge attendant tentatively admitted me anyway while he contacted Starlux customer service and verified my eligibility.

There was an à la carte menu in addition to a buffet. I grabbed a plate of food from the buffet, but I saw that there were some dandan noodles on the menu, so I ordered a bowl of that as well.

As I was finishing my food, a man came around with a literal dim sum cart and asked if I wanted some dim sum. I was trying to limit the amount of food I was eating at the lounge because I knew there were a lot of meals coming up on the plane, but there is no way I could deny dumplings from a dim sum cart in an airport lounge.

I asked for one bamboo steamer basket of soup dumplings, with a side of chili sauce.

After a peaceful three hours in the lounge (which was longer than I anticipated due to my unexpectedly quick travel to and into the airport), I left to start heading over to my gate. Similar to the other Asian airports I’ve been to, Hong Kong International Airport had a lot of very large general retail areas airside, which is not common to see in airports in the United States.

When I arrived at my gate, I saw a gigantic line snaking back and forth and got incredibly confused. I checked the time to verify that I still had about ten minutes left before boarding began, but it looked like economy passengers were already in the process of boarding.

Then I realized that was the wrong gate, and those passengers were going to Shanghai.

After walking a little bit further to the correct gate, I peeked out the window and saw our Airbus A330-900neo waiting for us outside.

For this leg of the flight, I selected Seat 2K. Because the Starlux Airlines version of the Airbus A330neo only has business class seats in the forward cabin, I picked the first seat in the first row (there is no row 1 on this aircraft) in the window side of the staggered configuration to be furthest away from the lavatories and get the most privacy possible.

After relaxing with a cup of juice and watching the ground crew load checked baggage into the underbody compartment, we left Hong Kong for a timely departure.

By this point, I had flown on three out of Starlux’s four aircraft currently in service: the Airbus A321, A350-900, and now the A330 (with the only one I hadn’t been on being the A350-1000). Out of the three I had tried so far, my favorite was this A330-900neo.

The A330 was obviously better than the A321 because the A330 had direct aisle access and a 1-2-1 configuration, but I think it even felt better than the A350 because the overhead compartments over the middle seats made the cabin feel much more cozy and private.

Because this was the shorter leg of my flight to my layover in Taiwan Taoyuan International Airport, meal service was done on a single tray. I didn’t have a menu or course list explaining what each item was. Instead, the flight attendant came around at the beginning of the flight and asked whether we wanted the Taiwanese meal or the international meal; I, of course, picked the Taiwanese one for a more authentic experience.

Another small thing I liked about this cabin was the way the seat tray tables were designed—they articulated forwards and backwards relative to your body, so I was able to push it away and have a little space through which I could leave my seat to go to the washroom without needing to wait for the flight attendant to take my tray away first (or alternatively, perform an acrobatics maneuver to navigate above the tray table).

After only about two hours on board, it was already time to deplane. It would have been very nice if it was the A330 that took me all the way back to the United States, rather than being only for the shorter leg of my trip.

I was about to get on another plane for around twelve hours soon, so I took this two-hour layover opportunity to go for a walk and check out some of the retail areas and other points of interest inside Taoyuan International Airport.

After getting my steps in, I took a quick stop at the Starlux Galactic Lounge for a short break.

I had already seen Starlux’s partnership with Peanuts on the in-flight entertainment screens, but in the lounge, I saw that they also had themed food. To be clear, I don’t know why this is a Peanuts-partnered parfait instead of a regular parfait, but it’s still nice to see the scope of these collaborations reaching more depth.

Soon afterwards, I walked over to my gate in Terminal 3. The styling of this area was very different, and it made me wonder whether Taoyuan International Airport just decided to build it like this, or if these were dedicated Starlux gates and the theming had to do with Starlux’s focus on space.

This area was quite disorganized and very uncharacteristic of what I now come to expect from Asian airports and Asian airlines. Instead of using the proper gate desks, there were gate agents set up on plastic folding tables just randomly in the middle of the seating area, checking passports and asking questions to passengers.

The employee who intercepted me smelled like he had just finished laying out in the sun after running a marathon. He checked my passport and boarding pass, and then he tried to get me to do something else. Unfortunately, his English was so poor that I couldn’t figure out what he was asking me to do (and this is coming from someone who is generally stellar at understanding Asian accents, especially Chinese ones).

I pulled out my phone, opened my translator, set it to Chinese, then asked him to speak into it. He proceeded to speak into my translation app… again in broken English. Of course, the app thought he was speaking Mandarin, so it tried to map his English to Mandarin, then translated that and informed me that the gate agent wanted to “retreat with the substances while killing the troops.”

I solved this predicament by saying “no thank you,” smiling, giving him a quick bow, waving, then just walking away. Whatever he wanted me to do clearly wasn’t important, because I was able to board the aircraft with my electronic boarding pass with no issues.

By the time I booked this return flight, Seats 2A and 2K were already occupied, and I was ineligible to pick anything in row 1 because it was first class. I saw that Seats 3A and 3K had obstructed views out the window, so I opted for Seat 4K instead. Row 4 was still far enough away from the lavatories that I wasn’t bothered.

For my pre-departure beverage, I received a small cup of juice.

I also informed my flight attendant that I would like the Star Gourmet option for my meal, which was a tasting menu developed in collaboration with a high-end contemporary Taiwanese restaurant called YUENJI (formally, 元紀 台灣菜), located in Taichung.

The meal started with a savory tart containing grilled Lukang wild sliced mullet roe (better known in Taiwan as karasumi) and green bamboo shoots.

For my beverage, I ordered a Virgin Mary, which is a non-alcoholic version of the Bloody Mary.

The main entrée was tea-smoked Iberico pork collar and stir-fried Penghu rice noodles. This came with a side of vinegared squid with seasonal vegetables, braised sweetfish in soy sauce, and aged pu’er tea chicken soup with bamboo fungus.

For my second beverage, I got a green tea special; I think the thing that made it “special” was that it was lightly carbonated.

Dessert was guava sago with pomelo and palm seeds, along with a plate of assorted fruit.

Flying eastbound back to the United States is quicker than flying westbound out to Asia because of the jet stream. So, due to the shorter flight duration, I wasn’t able to get a full eight hours of sleep after finishing my dinner and then relaxing for a bit and watching some YouTube videos while digesting. However, the lie-flat seat was comfortable enough that the sleep I did get was pretty restful.

With a couple hours left in the flight, the cabin lights were illuminated and the flight attendants came around to serve breakfast. Interestingly though, although this made sense for Taiwan’s time zone, it was already around 6 PM Pacific time.

For my evening breakfast, I received a bowl of plain congee with some sides of steamed pork with winter melon, fried water bamboo with salted egg yolk, silver mullet and green onion frittata, black fungus tsukudani, salted duck egg, pork floss, and tofu curd.

To wrap up my breakfast, I received another plate of fruit, which was refreshing and helped rehydrate me after several hours in the dry air of the plane.

Although we took off from Taiwan on time, there was a short air delay, which implies that we might have had to take an inefficient flight path due to weather. I’m not complaining though, of course; I think a lot of people in long-haul business class actually appreciate delays so that they can enjoy the amenities for longer.

We soon touched down at Los Angeles International Airport for a nighttime arrival of 8:36 PM PDT.

After deplaning and walking into the Tom Bradley International Terminal, I was quickly reminded how inefficient and unwelcoming airports generally are in the United States compared to Asia.

This was around the time that there were some major problems with staffing due to a government shutdown caused by politicians’ inability to agree on a new budget, but luckily, Global Entry was still operational and I was able to clear immigration and customs relatively quickly.

Like usual, I walked from Terminal B to Terminal 7 so that I can stretch my legs after a long flight and I don’t have to sit in bumper-to-bumper traffic while my rideshare driver tries to drive out of LAX’s horseshoe. After calling my car, I hopped in and went on my way.

That concludes my Hong Kong blog posts. I covered so much in the introduction that I guess I don’t have much else to conclude on.

… ok bye.

 

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Hello, Feuille at The Wellington in Central, Hong Kong

My blog posts from my trip to Hong Kong are coming to an end, and I saved the best for last. Out of the many different restaurants I went to, most of which were tasting menus and other curated dining experiences, my favorite one from my Hong Kong travels was Feuille, located on the fifth floor of The Wellington in Central.

Feuille is the French word for “leaf.” This restaurant picked it as their name because they specialize in creating innovative dishes with vegetables. To clarify, it wasn’t a vegetarian restaurant, but they did avoid red meat throughout the whole tasting menu and instead used only seafood and poultry.

There were two options for the tasting menu: the discovery menu and the signature menu. At a lot of restaurants, the tasting menus have different items and follow a different flavor storyline. However, upon reviewing the two course lists, I realized that the discovery menu was just a shorter version of the signature menu. The discovery menu was HK$1,288 per person; the signature menu was only HK$400 more for what seemed like quite a lot more food. Thus, I ended up going with the signature menu.

The first appetizer was lamiaceae seed kombucha. I’m usually not that big of a fan of kombucha because it just tastes like I’m drinking vinegar and I don’t particularly like vinegar, but this kombucha was much milder than expected. It gave a nice, refreshing kick to start the meal, and it wasn’t so sour that it made me pucker.

Next was mustard seed and sea grape atop a shiso leaf. I think the leaf was dehydrated, because it had a very brittle texture to it, and it tasted “leafy,” but had less of the iconic shiso flavor than I expected. Overall, it felt like I was eating a miniature garden, which was fun.

Afterwards was a yeasty pastry with sobacha and comté. This tasted like a deeply earthy and satisfyingly nutty bread.

The menu said the next item had pointed cabbage, watercress, and nutmeg in it, but it was difficult to identify exactly what I was eating. I imagine those vegetables were mixed into the light, creamy substance placed atop the carb that served as a base for this bite.

Next was a creamy substance with a consistency in between custard and soup, made from chives, corn, and hazelnut. There was a small dollop of caviar included in the center.

The best way for me to describe all these grain and seed dishes is that they captured and extracted the essence of the entirety of each vegetable that they used as an ingredient.

Vegetables usually have a lot of natural water content in them, but all these dishes tasted like the vegetables were dehydrated so that you only capture the true crux of the vegetable flavor without it being diluted or watered down. On top of that, some vegetables come with an element of bitterness, but for all these dishes, it was as if that bitterness was pinpointed and surgically omitted. And finally, each flavor profile tasted more “complete” with all elements of the vegetable, rather than just the part that is sold in mass market (i.e., there was a perfect amount of flavor from what would basically be considered the entire plant, rather than just the popular vegetable portion).

Although Feuille had a wine pairing (four glasses for HK$688 or seven glasses for HK$988), they did not have a non-alcoholic pairing.

When I browsed their à la carte drink menu, there was one mocktail that caught my eye as something that is locally significant: 涅盤遊記, or the Voyage à Nirvana. This was made with lapsang souchong—a smoked Chinese black tea—and monk fruit.

This flavor profile and combination was very new to me, and it was not something I recall ever having tried in the past. It was quite a bit more strong and intense than I expected; I accommodated by just taking small sips to enjoy it throughout my entire meal, and then just drinking water as my primary beverage to go along with it.

Before the next set of courses, the waiter brought out some dough and set it within view on the corner of the table. This dough was going to become bread that I would eat later on during my meal, but it was freshly made so the yeast hadn’t risen yet. While we were waiting for it to finish rising, it was placed on the table so I could keep an eye on it and monitor its progress as a form of entertainment.

While that bread was in progress, the waiter also brought out some other bread that was already ready to eat. This was labeled on the menu as Feuille bread. I didn’t see any leaves on it, so I imagine it was just their signature bread that was named after the restaurant.

This was some great bread. The outside was crispy, crunchy, and firm, but not so much so that it was dry. The inside was very soft. The contrast in texture made the bread more interesting to eat, and the seeds sprinkled on top added an extra depth to its flavor that I liked.

The bread was served with a side of dill pil-pil sauce topped with edible flowers. There was a creamy element to it, but it was extremely light and refreshing, almost as if they had used a slightly thicker fat but then somehow extracted the fattiness from it and only left behind the texture.

I used a generous portion of this sauce with each bite of bread because it was so crisp and light. The best way for me to describe this flavor profile is as if I was eating a gourmet plant, but the only parts of the plant that hit your taste buds are the parts with brighter notes. It wasn’t bright in the sense of it being citrusy or anything; it maintained its core earthy identity, yet it had a very bright twist.

I had a lot of bread left over after finishing all this dill pil-pil sauce, but that was fine; I was already expecting future dishes to also come with great sauces, and I was anticipating finishing any leftover sauce by using this bread as an absorbent.

This is the point in the menu where things are a little fuzzy in my memory, considering that I am writing these blog posts after the fact and it’s already been almost three weeks since I actually had this dinner. I’m trying to cross-reference some of these dishes with what the menu says, but I have a suspicion that they didn’t follow the course list exactly.

The first thing that confuses me is what this is. The waiter briefly explained it to me, but I don’t quite remember what he said. This tasted very intensely of seafood, so I think it might have been something from the sea that was dehydrated and flattened.

Next was some kuruma prawn. This came with a little more of the dill pil-pil sauce that was served with the bread. The prawn had a perfect texture—firmer on the outside, and unbelievably tender on the inside.

The menu listed two components under the kuruma prawn dish, so I am guessing that these were supposed to contribute to the overall flavor profile of the prawn. The first was tomato water.

In the same spirit as how I described the vegetables above, this tomato water tasted like they took only the pleasant essences of tomato and got rid of everything else. I have no issues eating tomatoes as part of a dish, but I don’t often just snack on tomatoes like I would for different fruits like apples or oranges because, for some reason, I seem to sense the sourness of tomatoes far more acutely than the average person. This tomato water had absolutely no sourness to it, so it was as if they had, again, zeroed in on any undesirable elements of the dish and zapped it away.

The second component to go along with the kuruma prawn was celery. I am fairly certain that this was the celery dish (albeit, very unconventionally prepared)… but I think this might have also been the wild fish dish, which is listed as its own separate plate to be served along with algae and romanesco. You can only barely see it in the photograph, but the wild fish was under the sauce.

Next was Sai Kung’s spiny lobster with pumpkin and marigold. I liked this clean switch from green vegetables to orange vegetables; it served as a clear progression in the flavor storytelling, both in a visual sense and with the way it tasted.

The lobster was hiding underneath, so I lifted its cover and took another photograph from a different angle. Similar to the prawn from earlier, this lobster had a perfect texture—a balanced firmness and softness on the outside, along with extreme tenderness on the inside.

I’ve never had this kind of sauce to go along with lobster before, and I liked it much better than the general clarified butter that usually accompanies lobster. I felt like the pumpkin in particular was neutral enough that it didn’t really interfere with or alter the flavor of the lobster.

Next up was their fungus dish, a delicate pastry topped with a heaping portion of black truffle.

They brought out this plate to show it to me first, before taking it back to the kitchen to finish preparing it for my consumption.

I thought it was going to come out much more different, but the only final touches they seemed to have made were to cut it in half and add a small pool of sauce to the side, which the menu says is derived from shaoxing wine.

I like black truffle, so I was glad to see this on the menu. As expected from high-quality truffle, this had a mild, deep, earthy, nutty flavor that was enhanced and complemented by the sauce and the pastry underneath.

It was time for the main entrée.

This came with an optional supplement for some A4 wagyu striploin; diners could either replace the provided main entrée with the wagyu for HK$388, or they could add it on as a separate, second entrée for HK$488. I ended up passing on this, not only because the standard entrée was something that is not common in the United States and I wanted to try it while I had the chance to in Hong Kong, but also because I already had a lot of food high in saturated fat so far during my trip, so I wanted to be conscious of my heart health and not overdo it on highly-marbled red meat.

So, the main entrée I got was Shiqi pigeon served with Kyoho grape and arugula.

I really appreciated the creative presentation with the pigeon leg, though I’m sure it has spooked some people in the past if they are not as adventurous with their dining habits. Also, it’s not often that you get to eat poultry cooked medium-rare in the United States, so I savored the opportunities in which I was able to do so in Hong Kong.

This is probably the best pigeon I’ve ever had in my life. I guess that’s not really a difficult title to earn, considering that I almost never eat pigeon, but regardless, this pigeon was prepared very well. I’m the type of person who eats steak rare or blue rare and loves beef tartare, and that preference for seeking out that distinct texture of raw or undercooked meat extended to pigeon as well.

I’m not really a huge fan of eating chicken feet, so I assumed I probably wouldn’t really like pigeon feet either. The part of the foot that was on the opposite side of the string grip was the only section I left alone, though; I chewed the skin and meat directly off the thigh, which had a stronger flavor than the fleshy part of the breast.

Next came a beetroot.

Of course, the actual part I was supposed to eat wasn’t the entire beetroot. Instead, the inside was carved out and had a creamy substance made from beetroot, juniper, and roses.

I don’t think this was intended to be a dessert yet, but it had a nice natural sweetness to it, which signaled the beginning of the winding-down process of the culinary adventure. I like when foods are used as containers like this; although the beet wasn’t soft enough to eat and was only there to serve as a cup, it had absorbed some of the cream and gotten softer, so I scraped that part and ate that too for a stronger beet flavor.

This was the final confusing area of the menu. The course list said that the next dish was made from rosella, chocolate, and magnolia. I am guessing this was supposed to be a two-part item, but it didn’t really match the description too closely.

This first item was a frozen treat sprinkled atop edible flower. The texture was like eating aerated ice cream that was flash frozen using liquid nitrogen. That brittle texture paired with the flower petals made for a fun chewing experience.

This second item was a complete mystery. As you can probably tell, it was a vegetable-based “chip,” for a lack of a better way to describe it. It had a combination of a floral/fragrant and an earthy aroma.

Apart from that, I have no idea what it was made from. I guess one possibility is that the chocolate, which was missing from the prior serving, might have been reimagined somehow in a flowery way and served like this.

Remember the dough from earlier? Partway through my meal, the waiter came back to check on it, and after confirming that it had risen enough, he brought it back to the chef to turn into actual bread. I didn’t realize it, but this was actually part of the dessert—the bread was baked to accompany some black banana and vanilla ice cream.

Funny enough, even though there were some absolutely incredible seafood dishes as part of this tasting menu, this bread and ice cream ended up being my favorite dish strictly on a metric of how much it triggered my “wow, that is delicious” radar.

I usually don’t like black (i.e., overripe) bananas because I think it tastes like fermentation gone brutally wrong. One of the reasons I never drink alcohol, beyond just the fact that it is bad for your health, is that I think it tastes horrific; when I taste black bananas, I sense some of that alcohol flavor in it (along with a splash of acetone). With that being said, going along with the theme of the rest of the food items at this restaurant, this black banana and vanilla ice cream tastes like it precisely extracted only the good part of black bananas while completely cleansing it of all the chemical tastes of real black bananas.

To make things even better, the bread was cooked with some kind of nut lining the bowl. Because the nuts themselves were also cooked, there was an incredible Maillard reaction that gave it somewhat of a charred flavor, but without any bitterness. It tasted like the bread also absorbed some of that flavor, because the softer, inside part of the bread had a nutty element to it as well.

All of these elements combined—the soft, hot bread; the hard, warm nuts; and the smooth, cold ice cream—worked together to make this a truly orgasmic dish.

And finally, for the last dish of the dinner, I received a custard with cauliflower and coconut.

Because this came out at the same time as the other dessert, I tried sampling it with the bread. However, I realized that the chef had controlled the flavor profile of the bread and ice cream combo to such perfection that this custard made it seem underwhelming. So, instead, I had this standalone and on its own, which made both dishes much better.

The last bite, provided after the conclusion of the meal, was pâte de fruit. It was flavored with orange, which I guess is not too difficult to guess just from the fact that it is also the color orange, but I think there might have been some other fruits mixed in as well.

On the back of the course list, there was a map that showed the location from which each of the main ingredients of the dinner were sourced.

Here are some photographs of the dining area.

Considering that I was aiming for a bedtime of around 10 PM HKT during my trip (which is the equivalent of 7 AM PDT), I booked a reservation for the earliest time slot they had for dinner, which was 6 PM HKT. I was the first person to show up that day, so I managed to get some shots of the restaurant with no other customers having arrived yet.

Signature tasting menuHK$ 1,688.00
Voyage à NirvanaHK$   128.00
Still waterHK$    38.00
Service charge (10%)HK$   185.00
TotalHK$ 2,039.00
Converted to USDUS$   260.63
The table to the right shows how much I paid.

If you’ve followed my blog with at least a little bit of interest, you most likely realized that I like experiencing new and different things in basically all aspects of my life, including with food. Thus, I get pretty allured when a restaurant does something novel with their dining, such as adding in their own special twist or coming up with experimental and/or uncommon dishes.

If you’ve followed my blog, you might have also noticed that I am very descriptive and precise when sharing what I’ve eaten at restaurants. Even though I am not a good cook and I have no formal culinary background, I can usually figure out what I’m eating just based on the broad background I’ve built. Even if the menu or course list is inaccurate or has mistakes (which, believe it or not, happens more frequently than you’d expect), I can easily identify that and fix it before writing about it on my blog.

The reason I loved Feuille so much is that it threw me off a lot in both of those aspects. I don’t actively seek out vegetarian restaurants (or restaurants that do fine dining with a focus on vegetables) because I find vegetables to be somewhat boring. However, Feuille took vegetables and made them fun, exciting, and delicious. On top of that, while eating these innovative dishes, I had a very hard time figuring out (and remembering) what they were made of and how they were prepared, as is probably apparent by the unusually vague and confusing way I wrote my review in this blog post.

Another thing I appreciated about Feuille is their philosophy. The waiter told me about how they try to minimize waste by using as much of the whole ingredient as possible, and how they make their logistics more efficient by sourcing ingredients from as local as possible. I think that consuming (or at least utilizing) the entirety of an ingredient is how we are “meant” to interact with the world around us. Restaurants end up having a shocking amount of perfectly usable food products discarded as waste, so it is intrinsically satisfying to me when an effort is made to optimize this.

This is obviously a pretty high price for a single meal, but if you analyze it within the context of fine dining, I think that Feuille offers extraordinarily high value for money. The food was top-tier, the experience was captivating, and the service was functionally flawless. If you are seeking a meal within this price range, I highly recommend Feuille.

 

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Hello, VEA at The Wellington in Central, Hong Kong

My second-favorite restaurant I dined at during my visit to Hong Kong was VEA, located on the 30th floor of The Wellington in Central. I found this restaurant because I was looking for some spots with local and regional food, and I saw that VEA aims to honor Hong Kong’s heritage by way of sourcing authentic Chinese ingredients. They then add a French twist to integrate an element of innovation and uniqueness to their dishes.

The restaurant was arranged as multiple bar-style tables wrapped around the kitchen area in curves. I was seated at the final spot of one of the center tables. Obviously, this kind of table arrangement isn’t really conducive to privacy, but I feel like I lucked out by getting as private a seat as possible, while also still being in the middle of the action so I could watch all the different areas of the kitchen with a simple turn of my head.

When the host brought me to my seat, there was an envelope already there waiting for me.

The envelope contained two items: the course list for the tasting menu, and a mission statement describing what VEA aims to do with their food.

The tasting menu started with some savory snacks. The first was a delicate pastry-style dish topped with greens and served with a side of a creamy sauce.

The sauce was served in a small music box that played an instrumental melody on repeat that diners could listen to while eating the first snack.

The pastry was already great, but the sauce somehow still made it significantly better. The sauce tasted like it captured the deliciousness of an extremely rich and fatty cream while somehow keeping it light and eliminating any greasiness.

There was a little scroll tucked into the music box. Upon unraveling it, I found the lyrics to the tune to which I enjoyed the snack.

The second snack was another delicate pastry, but this one was topped with some prawns.

This was also served with some sauce. Just like the first snack, the prawns were amazing on their own, but the sauce elevated it to perfection. This was after I was very impressed at the first sauce and my expectations were already raised pretty high, and this sauce still somehow blew them away.

This was quite a large portion of sauce, and I think one sauce bowl was intended to serve two people dining as a pair. I was dining alone for this meal, but I ended up getting a full bowl anyway. That was great news for me considering how much I loved it; after finishing the prawn pastry, I proceeded to finish the rest of the leftover sauce with the side spoon I was given as if the sauce was yogurt or pudding.

While eating the snacks, the waiter came by to finalize my selections for any modifications I wanted to make to the tasting menu.

The first modification was to decide whether I wanted to replace one of the courses with fish maw, Oscietra caviar, and quinoa for a supplemental cost of HK$1,280. What I appreciated was that there was a replica of what the different special dishes were like so that diners could visually see what they would get prior to committing to a large upcharge.

Although I’m a big fan of caviar, I saw that there was already a caviar dish on the tasting menu, and HK$1,280 was quite a large additional fee (especially considering that it is a substitution and not just a bonus dish), so I passed on this supplement.

The second modification was to decide whether I wanted to replace a different one of my courses with 28-head dried abalone pithivier and sweetbread for a supplemental cost of HK$2,030. As you can probably guess, I opted to pass on this one as well, though I did like taking a look at these replicas too.

And finally, the third modification I had to decide on was whether or not I wanted to add on a beverage pairing. I noticed that they had a spirit-free cocktail pairing curated by their executive mixologist. Usually, non-alcoholic pairings like this are more abridged compared to their alcoholic pairings, but the one at VEA had seven drinks listed, which I thought was quite a lot. That sounded like pretty good value, so I ordered the spirit-free pairing.

The first drink of the pairing came out soon afterwards, which had elderflower, yuzu, cucumber, and soda.

For the first of eight courses, I was served Kristal caviar with spring peas in a smoked coconut sauce. Usually, caviar is used as a way to enhance a dish, but to my absolute joy, this was a dish where the main element was a generous portion of caviar.

This was my favorite dish of the dinner. The caviar, as expected, was delicious. The spring peas were small enough that the shape went nicely with the caviar and the roundness of both items made for a fun textural experience. The peas were firm enough that they had their own variant of a “pop” when I bit into them. The smoked coconut sauce was a bit of a phenomenon on its own, because it tasted both rich and mild at the same time; all the positive aspects of coconut were emphasized and strong, while the somewhat “watery” flavor you sometimes detect in coconut was completely absent.

The next drink of the non-alcoholic beverage pairing had prickly pear, apple, cardamom, lemon, and cinnamon.

That went along with the striped jack served with pumpkin and two-year preserved turnip.

It’s a little bit difficult to tell from the photograph, but this was basically a sphere that was assembled with slices of fish and vegetables. It made for an easy eating experience, as I was able to layer one slice of each together and get a well-balanced and refreshing bite each time.

The third drink came in a tall glass and was made with dried plum, Chinese vinegar, and ginger beer. The outside of the glass was affixed with a sugary cinnamon powder.

This was my favorite drink of the night. Just based on the ingredient list, I wasn’t expecting to like this due to the presence of vinegar, but this was not sour at all. The sugary cinnamon on the outside was also amazing, and every modicum of etiquette and class went out the window as I rubbed the lower portions of the glass on my lower lip to get more of the powder per sip (even though powder placed on the bottom of such a tall glass is mostly just assumed to be decorative).

As the next dish was being prepared, they brought out another replica of it so I could see what was coming up.

Here it is in cooked form: sea cucumber in tiger prawn sauce with a few spritzes of aged Shaoxing wine.

The server recommended that I cut the sea cucumber into small pieces ahead of time. I’m glad she suggested that, because it was a great idea—it allowed the sea cucumber more time to absorb more of the amazing tiger prawn sauce and made each bite juicier. The sea cucumber itself had a perfect balance of tenderness and bounciness. I couldn’t really tell what element the Shaoxing wine added to the dish, but that subtleness is probably what was intended.

The next beverage was peony tea with quince and rhubarb.

For the fourth course, I received rough scale flounder with some white turnip in a Longjing tea sauce.

This was a classic, straightforward whitefish dish with nothing too fancy or crazy. The sauce was mild (but still tasty), the flounder was tender, and overall, this checked off all the boxes for what you’d want in a light and clean whitefish dish.

The next beverage was a genmaicha with Paragon white Penja pepper.

This concluded the first half of the tasting menu. Upon entering the intermission phase, I was given a roll of haw flakes to munch on while preparing for the two main entrées.

I took this opportunity to check out the washroom. There was limited space in the restaurant so it was a bit cramped and I couldn’t get a good angle for the photograph, but I think this is quite literally the most luxurious public washroom I have ever been to in my entire life.

Upon returning to my seat, finishing my haw flakes, and catching up on reading the news on my phone, the brief wait was over and I was presented with my first main entrée: Yunnan mushroom congee with preserved turnip. If you remember from before, this is the dish that I could have replaced with fish maw instead.

This mushroom tasted like it had multiple different flavor profiles at once. While chewing, I sensed a bit of nuttiness, savoriness, earthiness, and sweetness at the same time (though I’m not sure which of those were from the mushroom itself and which were from other ingredients in the congee). For a lack of a better way to describe it, it also tasted “meaty,” and if a vegetarian wanted to eat a meat substitute, I think this mushroom would act as a great alternative.

The second-to-last drink of the spirit-free pairing had tangerine, monk fruit, dark plum, liquorice, and Prunellae Spica.

In a similar fashion as the previous dishes, another replica was brought out to show the core ingredients of the next upcoming dish.

To go along with the second main entrée, I was given a small cup of tea. This was just some bonus tea and was not part of the beverage pairing.

As the grand finale, I was served Aveyron lamb with carrot purée and angelica root.

This was the dish that otherwise would have been replaced by the abalone had I opted to order the supplement instead. I actually really like lamb and would consider it my favorite kind of red meat, so it especially would not have made sense for me to swap it out.

The lamb was milder than I expected, and extremely tender. The root vegetables and the sauce were also proportionally mild, so it did not overpower the lamb.

The final beverage of the spirit-free cocktail pairing was strawberry mango tea. It was prepared inside an infusion vessel, and more specifically, The Porthole by Crucial Detail. This probably had the most “basic” flavor profile out of all the beverages, but because of its refreshing and familiar fruitiness, I would still rank it as my second favorite drink of the night.

Each segment of the kitchen had a different course that they specialized in preparing, depending on what kinds of equipment were present in that section of the kitchen. By the time my dinner was soon coming to an end, it was already getting pretty late, and the section of the kitchen right in front of me transitioned from making appetizers to making dessert. I got a nice view of one of the cooks intricately preparing my next dish.

The tasting menu’s first dessert was cucumber and green apple sorbet with stinky herbs. I was spooked when I saw “stinky herbs” on the ingredient list because I didn’t know just how stinky the stinky herbs would get, but they weren’t actually stinky at all, which I assume was a consequence of proper preparation.

The smaller orbs below the sphere of sorbet were actually orbs of cucumber and apple, rather than more sorbet. I enjoyed that textural contrast, as having that soft crisp made the chewing experience more fun.

The second dessert, and the final course of the tasting menu, was black truffle cheesecake with soy sauce toffee.

The truffle was mild and delicious, and the cheesecake had all the positives of the cheesecake flavor you expect, but without any of the heaviness or greasiness. The toffee was also quite special; it tasted like an elevated version of toffee, with the saltiness of the soy sauce enhancing and making more prominent the caramelized flavor caused by the Maillard reaction.

And with that, the eight-course tasting menu came to an end. I was given a mignardise along with the check.

I don’t know if this was just a special thing they were doing that day because it wasn’t mentioned on the course list, but a server came up to me and asked me if I was interested in some durian ice cream as if it was a bonus. Of course, I eagerly agreed; durian is not a flavor that you see often in the United States, so I wanted to have it in Hong Kong while I could.

This was more of a multi-faceted durian dessert than it was just durian ice cream. As expected, it had a bit of that iconic durian stink to it as I brought it up to my mouth, but as I bit into it and chewed, it got replaced by custardy sweetness.

Here is a photograph of a different section of the kitchen. The area with the ovens was furthest away from me, which I guess is a good thing, because that meant my seat maintained a comfortable temperature throughout my meal.

This is the VEA sign by the entrance.

On my way out, the hostess stopped me to give me a little goodie bag to bring home (or in my case, to bring back to my hotel). I opened it after my train ride back to my hotel in Admiralty and found a Chinese hickory nut marshmallow chocolate chip cookie inside, which I enjoyed as a late-night snack before going to sleep.

I’ve eaten a lot of nutty cookies, and I’ve also eaten a lot of chocolate chip cookies, but I don’t often get to have both at the same time. This cookie combined the best of both, and it tasted great. On top of that, the addition of marshmallows added a second dimension of sweetness that complemented the sweetness of the chocolate.

Tasting menuHK$ 2,280.00
Mocktail pairingHK$   580.00
Still waterHK$    60.00
Service charge (10%)HK$   292.00
TotalHK$ 3,212.00
Converted to USDUS$   409.99
The table to the right shows how much I paid.

This is one of the most expensive meals I’ve ever had on a per-person basis (though I guess a decent chunk of it was from the mocktail pairing, which I thought was great, but I still would’ve had no problem just having only water throughout my meal).

With that being said, for me, I think it was worth it. The portion sizes were satisfying, the selection of dishes fit my personal preferences perfectly, the service was fantastic, and I felt great about all aspects of the meal in its entirety.

Although the fish maw and abalone supplements might be alluring to some, I would not recommend them (though keep in mind that this suggestion is coming from someone who did not actually try them). If they were strictly additive to the eight-course tasting menu, then people who really love fish maw or abalone might be able to justify getting them, but keep in mind that they are replacements. They are quite expensive, and they are replacing dishes that are already very delicious and fit well with the flavor storyline of the overall tasting menu.

If a ~US$330 meal (which excludes the beverage pairing) is within your budget, then I highly recommend trying out VEA. It offered all the components of a top-tier tasting menu, both in terms of the food and the overall experience, and everything about it either fulfilled or exceeded my expectations.

 

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Hello, Chef’s Table on Royal Caribbean’s Quantum of the Seas

I am now back on land after finishing my first cruise on Royal Caribbean’s Quantum of the Seas, and I’m working on catching up on blog posts. (While still on the ship, I wrote about my experience leading up to, during, and shortly after embarkation day, and a few days ago, I published a review of Wonderland, a specialty dining venue on the ship.)

While purchasing my ticket, I added in an unlimited premium dining package that allowed me to go to any specialty restaurant on board without needing to pay the extra cover charge. However, even with that package, there was one dining experience that still had an upcharge—the Chef’s Table.

Upon doing some more research, I found out that the Chef’s Table is the highest-tier dining experience on Royal Caribbean cruises and is basically an interactive prix fixe chef’s tasting menu experience served to a limited number of guests per night. Considering that I have become somewhat of a food enthusiast over the past several years and especially like unique and personalized experiences, the Chef’s Table aligned perfectly with what I was looking for in a nice dinner.

If you read my embarkation blog post, you already know this, but as a quick summary, I had a disappointing experience with the food quality at Izumi Sushi, so I canceled all my future reservations there and looked for other options instead. I replaced one of the Izumi nights with the Chef’s Table. Chef’s Table normally requires an additional US$118.00 payment per person, but because of my unlimited dining package, the cover charge got reduced to US$59.00—a base price of US$50.00 for the experience, plus a mandatory 18% gratuity of US$9.00.

I didn’t see a way to book the reservation on the Royal Caribbean app in a way that would link it to my unlimited dining package, so I went to Guest Services for assistance. I heard that the Chef’s Table is in pretty high demand and often sells out before departure; I was wondering whether that was part of the reason I was having issues with the app, but fortunately, the representative at Guest Services was able to get me a spot for that same evening as the 13th of a maximum of 16 diners.

At 6:25 PM, I went down to the designated check-in spot at the Schooner Bar to wait for everyone to arrive and be walked over to the Chef’s Table. After a brief wait, all the diners showed up and our waiter (who was also the sommelier) led us to the table.

The format of this was quite different than what I’m used to. This felt more like a family Thanksgiving dinner than it did a restaurant. Everyone was seated together around a single large dining table, which made the experience very communal and conducive to conversation among everyone.

The dinner was a multi-course meal that also came with a wine pairing, so everyone’s placemat had wine glasses lining the edge. I don’t drink alcohol, so the waiter took away my wine glasses and said he would provide a special non-alcoholic beverage pairing to go along with my dinner instead.

After our waiter and sommelier explained the basic idea behind the Chef’s Table, the chef also came out from the kitchen to introduce himself. This was apparently his first cruise for which he was the chef for the Chef’s Table.

While we were talking amongst ourselves and waiting for the first dish, the waiter came out with some bread. Each pair got one large portion of blooming bread, but because I was alone, I got to have an entire one by myself. I ate half of it as an appetizer, then saved half of it to use as dipping bread for any leftover sauces that I assumed I would have with some of the dishes.

The first course was scallop carpaccio with crispy quinoa and yuzu vinaigrette.

I understand that the premise of carpaccio is to thinly cut the meat or fish, but I still would’ve preferred for the scallop to be cut a bit thicker so that it had more of a bite. The way that I adjusted for this was that I rolled up each slice of carpaccio into a little tube so that it felt like I had more material to chew down into. I liked the textural contrast between the soft scallop and the crispy quinoa, and dipping each tube into the yuzu vinaigrette added a nice splash of citrus that enhanced the overall flavor profile.

There wasn’t a separate non-alcoholic beverage menu that had all the ingredients of all the drinks listed, so I don’t quite remember what exactly was in every drink, but this first one was (as you can probably tell from the photograph) an orange citrus drink.

To go along with our second course, we received what the menu called garlic focaccia croutons. As you can tell from the photograph, it was definitely just a focaccia and not so much a crouton. The toppings were refreshing, and this served as a great side for the upcoming soup.

The actual second course was smoked tomato soup. I couldn’t really distinctly identify the smoke, but it did taste noticeably more earthy than what you’d expect from normal tomato soup.

The chef came out with a pitcher of cream and individually added a swirl to each of our bowls. Interestingly, the cream maintained its coagulated shape, and even when agitated with my spoon, it didn’t really separate much. I ended up “cutting” the cream with my spoon and including some in each spoonful, which was quite interesting.

The next drink of the beverage pairing was a blueberry nojito, the non-alcoholic version of a mojito.

The third course was Maine lobster salad with hearts of palm, pineapple, cilantro, and vanilla dressing.

This dish was an example of pristine simplicity. The lobster was incredibly tender and very strong in clean, pure lobster flavor. The vegetables added a nice crunch to the texture but did not materially affect the flavor of the lobster. The dressing was incredibly light and also did not affect the core taste of the lobster. If someone wanted to eat lobster because they love the lobster itself, then I think the way that this was prepared is the best cooking method possible to achieve that goal.

The fourth course was roasted branzino with grilled zucchini, peppers, carrot, lemon confit, and pesto.

Similar to the lobster, this was prepared in a very simple and straightforward way that emphasized the natural flavor of the whitefish without having anything else alter or overwhelm it. The skin was cooked very well in the sense that it was a great balance of both chewy and crispy at the same time. Although not listed on the ingredient list, it also came with a slice of citrus that basically acted as a superior substitute for squeezing a bit of fresh lemon on the fish.

Because I don’t consume alcohol, I haven’t really had any high-end wine experiences, and the only things I know about wine come from observing others ordering and drinking wine. That was applicable during my Chef’s Table meal where I saw the usage of a centrifugal wine aerator for the first time, by our sommelier while he was serving the other guests.

He later explained that it was a decanter, though I’m wondering if that was just a language barrier, because I am fairly certain that is just an aerator (and yes, I do recognize the irony here of attempting to correct a sommelier, especially considering that I just disclosed my general lack of wine knowledge). He was using that tool to serve Sequoia Grove Winery’s Cabernet Sauvignon from Napa Valley, California.

For the third installment of my non-alcoholic beverage pairing, I received a fruity pineapple smoothie.

The pineapple went along great with the fifth course, a grilled filet mignon with truffle potato purée, asparagus, and bordelaise sauce.

The waiter went around the table asking people their doneness preference for their steak. I ordered mine rare, and I am relieved to share that nobody at the table requested well-done. I was mindful to cut against the grain for each bite, and the steak was incredibly tender and flavorful.

I liked that there were two variants of the potato purée—one regular, and one with truffle. I especially liked the truffle potato purée because it had a more subtle and earthy truffle flavor (as opposed to a more greasy truffle taste that you find when people just use truffle oil for flavoring). I also noticed that the potato purée here was quite a bit firmer than what I usually get at high-end restaurants, which I actually found to be a good thing; I think that indicates that there is a higher ratio of potato to butter, which I personally prefer because I actually like potatoes.

I also appreciated that there were two additional tiers of textural enhancements. The vegetables were lightly boiled so they were softer but still maintained a good crunch, and it fulfilled the traditional “steak and veggies” archetype. However, the dish was also served with miniature potato chips, which added an unusual but fun extra crisp to some bites.

(The reason the sauce is not pictured in any of the photographs is because the chef came out after everyone received their plates and individually asked whether they wanted the sauce on the steak or in the moat, then served it to the diner’s preference.)

For the final drink of the night, everyone received a salted caramel espresso martini. Because mine was non-alcoholic, I guess it was just a salted caramel espresso coffee.

Dessert was the grand finale of the dinner. They call it the World, and it is a hollowed spherical chocolate orb with peanut butter ganache, Valrhona chocolate mousse, and salted caramel gelato, topped with warm caramel sauce. Surrounding the World were small pieces of caramel popcorn, strawberry, and mint.

For the presentation, the waiter goes to each plate and pours the warm caramel sauce on top so that it melts away the top shell of the chocolate sphere and reveals its inner contents.

This was the only dish of the dinner that I wasn’t able to finish. The inside of the World was delicious, but unfortunately, the chocolate outside was far too sweet. When I supplemented each bite of chocolate with the espresso, that helped balance out the intensity of the sweetness, but after I ran out of salted caramel espresso, I couldn’t down the rest of the chocolate shell.

During the dinner was also when they did special celebrations. One person across the table from me was celebrating his birthday, and a couple sitting to my right was celebrating their six-year wedding anniversary. They each got a little plate with caramel text hoping well wishes for their special occasion, along with a candle planted in an arrangement of strawberry, blackberry, mint, and whipped cream.

And with that, the Chef’s Table concluded. The overall experience took a bit over three hours. The waiter treated us to a quick magic trick to end the night, and then the chef came out from the kitchen to thank us all for our attendance.

This is what the other part of the dining area looked like, which would be the “back side” behind the photographs that I took. This might give a bit more perspective on how exclusive of an experience this was due to its secluded location and limited availability.

The room itself was nestled far in the rear of Chops Grille, an American steakhouse that is part of the specialty dining restaurant collection on the ship.

I had a great time at the Chef’s Table. I go to a lot of chef’s tasting menus and other special multi-course dining experiences, but in terms of atmosphere and environment, I think this Chef’s Table ended up being my all-time favorite.

A lot of omakase or other chef-led dining experiences will seat you at a bar so you have a view of the kitchen and can watch the chef and cooks prepare your food. If they don’t have bar seating available, each party generally gets their own private table. Royal Caribbean’s Chef’s Table is the first time that I have ever been seated at what is basically a residential dinner table that you would usually only share with your extended family for holiday meals.

This may potentially sound like an introvert’s nightmare, especially if that introvert is named Adam Parkzer and decided to go on the cruise by himself. However, I think the interactions and conversations with the other diners are what made this dinner so pleasant and memorable.

Except for the couple directly to my right who were in their mid-30s like I am, everyone else was an older person. They all seemed intrigued and fascinated by my ambitious nomadic lifestyle, especially because of how different it is compared to how they lived their 30s decades ago. Them wanting to learn more about me and my life served as a good conversation starter that carried on throughout the entire dinner.

With that being said, I think I also just got lucky with the people with whom I shared my Chef’s Table dinner slot. Everyone had a laid-back, relaxed, welcoming, and warm attitude that made the experience feel much more cozy and wholesome.

As for whether or not I would recommend the Chef’s Table, this may be shocking considering the fact that I just spent an entire blog post explaining why I loved it, but I actually would not recommend it for most cruisers. Keep in mind that it comes with an additional US$118.00 upcharge per person, so that can add up pretty quickly when you’ve already paid quite a bit for your ticket, and considering the fact that most of the other food options on the cruise are included in your fare. Furthermore, if you have young children, I would actually specifically request that you do not go to the Chef’s Table, because I think your child would feel sorely out of place, and the presence of children may spoil the experience for others.

With that being said, if money is not an issue and you want a high-class, elegant dining experience shared with like-minded strangers who enjoy a premium meal and great conversation, then the Chef’s Table would be a good fit for you. Even though everyone else in attendance came as a couple, I did not feel out-of-place as a solo diner. Furthermore, the waiter was engaged with us throughout the meal, so if you get unlucky and everyone else you end up getting grouped with is extra shy, then it seems like the waiter is trained to take initiative to get the conversation flowing as a backup.

I have one final cruise blog post coming up soon, in which I will share my overall concluding thoughts about the experience.

 

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