Hello Everyone!
I know. I KNOW!! Where the hell have I been, right???
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MY Beginner’s Guide for FOOD Shopping
Hey there! I’ve noticed a lot of new followers lately, so welcome! I’m glad you’re here. I started blogging in 2012, to document my journey of living abroad. Despite occasional attempts to focus on specific subject matters over the years, I always come back to the personal blog format: I write about myself and the stuff I think is worth sharing. I thought it would be fun to reflect on this crazy journey by re-posting some of my favorite posts over the years. I hope you enjoy.
Of all the emails I receive from readers, the number one question I always get is where to buy food. I promise, there’s food on the Island! You just have to know where to look.
Originally posted August 19, 2013
Let’s talk FOOD!
A Look Inside Hong Kong’s Governor’s House
Home to 25 British Governors, 4 Japanese Governors and 3 Chinese Chief Executives, the Hong Kong Governor’s House has certainly seen its far share of change. Built in 1855, under British rule, the original structure was influenced by the Colonial Renaissance movement, which was sweeping across Europe at the time. In the early 1940’s, under Japanese rule, the home went through an extensive remodel resulting in today’s more Japanese-neoclassical form.
HAPPY Chinese New YEAR
Around the globe, about 19% of the world’s population celebrate Chinese New Year, also known as Lunar New Year. 2016 is the year of the monkey and depending on your zodiac sign, you may either come across good or bad fortune in various aspects of your life.
PSA: US Passport Holders
For all my Americans peeps living in Hong Kong, or anywhere for that matter, listen up! You might want to check your passports. The State Department recently announced it is ending the practice of adding new pages to existing passport books.
tbt: I’ll have a Blue Christmas
Hey there! I’ve noticed a lot of new followers lately, so welcome! I’m glad you’re here. I started blogging in 2012, to document my journey of living abroad. Despite occasional attempts to focus on specific subject matters over the years, I always come back to the personal blog format: I write about myself and the stuff I think is worth sharing. I thought it would be fun to reflect on this crazy journey by re-posting some of my favorite posts over the years. Check back every Thursday for #tbt (throw back Thursdays) posts! I hope you enjoy.
CAGED living
The other day after work, I went to the flower market to pick up some Autumn. I’d gotten to the point where I needed a reminder that it was, after all, November! After running through all the shops within the 3-4 blocks that make up the flower market, I ended up leaving with orange tulips. Not exactly the Autumn bouquet I was hoping for, but none the less, they were beautiful and they were orange.
While waiting to cross the street near the Prince Edward MTR entrance (trying to let go my frustrations of not finding a single potted mum…), I was looking up at the buildings around me. I’m no Peeping-Tom, but whether driving through the streets of Highland Park in Dallas, or walking down sidewalks in a major city, if a room is exposed by an open window, I’m going to look! I like seeing how people live.
Anyway. While standing on the corner, I could see what appeared to be a cage-like structure inside a window. The more I looked, the more I realized I was looking at a caged apartment.
I am EXPAT hear me ROAR
“You are only free when you realize you belong no place – you belong every place – no place at all. The price is high. The reward is great.” ~Dr. Maya Angelou
I was 23 when I moved to Chicago. It was my first major move and although everything seemed different and foreign, I still had a car. I still had Target. I still had Fahrenheit. I knew how much I was lifting at the gym and how much pastrami I was ordering at the deli counter. I still had Oprah.
about last… September
I love Instagram.
It was Instagram that brought Francois and I together. After months of liking and commenting each other’s pictures, one night while I was out having a drink with a friend (in a city with 7.8 million people…), Francois walks up to me and says, “Hey, aren’t you the guy with two little dogs on Instagram?” The rest is our history.
Who hurt you, PIZZA HUT?
I grew up in Dallas, which is where Pizza Hut, Inc. is headquartered. So it’s safe to say, I pretty much grew up with Pizza Hut pizzas. It’s not the best pizza in the world, but when it comes to a hot meal delivered to your door step, who’s looking for the best? It is good. However, I feel compelled to share with Hong Kong that the Pizza Hut you’ve come to know is NOT the Pizza Hut I grew up enjoying.
Which brings me to the question. Who hurt you, Pizza Hut? Read More
HONG KONG according to KEN 