After a full week of decompression, I think I've finally shaken the 11-hour jet lag. And although I'm so happy to be back home, with my wife and baby boy, I do miss the utter chaos of Hong Kong and Shenzhen, the crazy cab drivers who ignore lanes and take stoplights as suggestions. I also miss the fantastic foods.
After bragging on the Cantonese food Gary's wife, Ting, whipped up, I'm already looking through the yellow pages for a Cantonese restaurant. I haven't found any yet.
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