I find it amusing that not only has it been more than a year since moving to HK by myself, but also that I have been very independent since I was little, yet my dad comes over for a holiday and is surprised that 1. I can cook a fish, but 2. that I can cook at all.
It’s a miracle that I haven’t wasted away to nothing or that he should have found a shriveled up corpse being ravaged by cockroaches when he turned up!
It’s a reoccurring assumption from everyone I know and meet. Must be some impression I give off… Odd
Part of my yummy dinner; steamed fish with ginger and spring onion. Healthy and tasty! Gotta love Chinese food!