This photo shows Claire and I last night enjoying our dinner
at the Pearl on the Peak, which we
shared with her senior HSBC colleague Francesca and her husband Philip.
The Pearl at the Peak
would be described by Cameron/Clegg as a Ronseal restaurant (Does What it Says
on the Tin). It’s on the Peak – the mountain that looms over the thickly northern
coast of HK island – and it is a pearl of a find. The Peak and the bizarrely
wonderful tram we used to reach it deserve their own postings at a future
point.
The food, company and view were equally spectacular. I ate
some of the poshest antipasti I’ve ever seen (the plate formation was pig, pig,
pig, duck, cheese, cheese, bread – what’s not to like?) and truffle-strewn
risotto.
I found a side entertainment in the menu, which used
floridly obscure terms to describe its fayre. My absolute favourite was
something served with ‘truffled angel hair’. Sounds like a convoluted euphemism
for something unspeakable (“And then, you won’t believe it, but he truffled her angel hair!”).
I should mention that it was Philip’s 70th
birthday – so happy birthday and many happy returns Philip! This celebration
led us to discover that HK greetings cards are a) Hard to find and b) Odd. Top
marks to our newly minted septuagenarian for being such a good sport on
discovering our offering was a card that turns into a 3D, standing panda upon
opening…
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