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Thirsty for a cuppa in Hong Kong? Try pantyhose tea

HONG KONG -- The battered menu in the neighborhood eatery includes most of the classic cafe fare: coffee, sodas, buttered buns. But then there's something truly strange for visitors: "pantyhose milk tea."

The intriguingly named brew is so called because it's prepared by repeatedly straining the drink through long, brown filters that look like pantyhose. Making the tea, a traditional and elaborate process, is revered almost as a work of art in this former British colony.

Pantyhose tea is regarded as the smoothest, silkiest version of Hong Kong's favorite drink -- creamy milk tea, which is made with evaporated milk and a heavy dose of tea leaves. It's nothing like weak, watered-down English tea.

Creamy tea is of obscure ancestry. Many say it's an Anglo-Chinese child born of the colonialists' national drink and the southern Chinese penchant for strong black tea.

The result, sipped hot or iced at every hour of the day, is so popular that even McDonald's offers a version of it.

But owners of the old-fashioned Chinese cafe Lan Fong Yuen, the shrine for creamy tea fanatics, claim no one does the traditional pantyhose way like they do.

The tiny eatery has sold pantyhose tea to regulars and curious tourists for more than 50 years, ever since owner Lam Muk-ho stole the method from a chef hailing from China's tea-growing island of Hainan.

From there, Lam, now 80, fine-tuned the recipe with his sons until they found the perfect combination -- a "secret" blend of five different teas and evaporated milk.

But the painstaking straining process is the key to velvety tea, said Lam's son, Chun-chung.

Five or six large kettles, each containing a big, finely knit filter stained burnt amber by tea leaves, brew away in a special hut set up outside the shop.

At the first sign of boiling over, a kettle is lifted from the fire, the filter taken out, and the steaming, ruby liquid is poured through the filter into a jug. The strained tea is then immediately poured back into the same filtered kettle and brewed again.

The beverage is ready only after this process has been repeated seven to eight times, said Lam Chun-chung.

"This way, the color is evenly distributed and the tea feels smooth to your throat, like aged wine," he explained. Inferior creamy teas are bitter and astringent, and sometimes leave an unpleasant sour taste in the mouth, he said.

Janet Tsang, a 32-year-old office worker and occasional customer, testified to the difference. "The tea here is much stronger and smoother. A lot of other places use tea bags now, and I really don't like that," she said.

Unlike its elegant British cousin, pantyhose tea is best enjoyed not with softly tinkling china and cucumber sandwiches, but in clamoring, crowded local cafes famous for their cheap prices, speedy service and hybrid fast foods.

These cafes are also well known for creating other specialty drink concoctions.

A creamy coffee-tea combo, called "yin-yang," is a popular refreshment. "Lemon coffee" -- literally a black coffee laced with several slices of lemon -- is hailed by some people as the drink that can wake up the sleepiest head, but is considered bloodcurdlingly awful by most.

Squeezing into a table between five Taiwanese tourists and two students, I order a hot pantyhose tea to go with a lunch of noodles. Within 30 seconds, a plastic tumbler filled to the brim comes banging down, together with a plate of instant noodles messily tossed with fried chicken -- fast food of the highest order.

I gobble up the noodles, and empty a spoon or so of white sugar from the communal tin container into the tea. The liquid, hot but not unbearably so, glides thickly down the throat, leaving a robust, lingering flavor. Its texture is satisfyingly creamy, but to those used to English tea the thickness of the evaporated milk could be cloying.

Tiffany Wong, an avid creamy tea drinker from Australia who said she's in her 20s, gushes about her first experience of pantyhose tea.

"You can't get this anywhere outside Hong Kong," says Wong, who's unemployed.

"Every shop here brews from its own special recipe, and every time it tastes a bit different. That's why it's so special." (AP)

March 1, 2006
 
Chinese tourists flocking to see Thai transsexuals perform at Hong Kong cabaret

HONG KONG -- Chinese tourists love to chow down at Hong Kong's shark fin restaurants. They also load up on designer goods at the city's boutiques. Now they have a new must-do stop: gawking at Thai transsexuals prancing around in bikinis and low-cut gowns.

Busloads of holidaygoers from mainland China have been filling up the theater for the bawdy new cabaret. It's a spectacle for the visitors, who rarely get to see such a show at home because the often prudish Communist Party usually prohibits them.

As the curtain rises, dancer Thanut Waiweerayuth struts onto the stage in a red and gold ball gown and a towering beehive-like headdress. The performer bellows out a song by one of Hong Kong's biggest pop stars, the late Anita Mui.

With his meticulously made-up face, shiny mane and curved bosom, it is almost impossible to tell that the 23-year-old Thai is a man in drag. That is as long as he keeps his mouth shut, which is why the song is lip-synched.

Thanut is one of about 30 Thai transsexual and transvestite dancers performing in the show.

Many of them are veteran cabaret performers or winners of transvestite beauty pageants in Thailand, a predominantly Buddhist country where homosexuals, transvestites and transsexuals are widely tolerated. Chinese culture is less accommodating, calling such people "yan yiu'' -- "human freaks.''

Unlike Thanut, who began taking female hormones at 15, many of the performers have undergone either breast implants or full sex-change operations.

During the show, the dancers lip-synch Western pop songs like Madonna's "Like A Virgin'' as well as Cantonese and Mandarin numbers. They also perform a variety of dances, including Thai and Chinese ribbon dance.

But the highlight seems to be the performers' feminine beauty. They don an array of glamorous costumes, from figure-hugging sequined gowns to traditional Thai and Chinese dresses to bikinis, unabashedly flaunting cleavage and long legs.

Male tourists gawk when a coquettish dancer in a golden bra with pearls barely covering her breasts walks up to the audience and shakes hands with them.

Apichar Sirichantakul, the Thai organizer of Golden Dome Cabaret Show International, says he brought the show to Hong Kong because he wants to expand his business and the Thai market has become saturated with transsexual entertainment.

Calling himself the "daddy of the lady boys,'' he says that if the Hong Kong test goes well, he plans to explore taking the show to Chinese mainland cities. More than 80 percent of the audiences have been Chinese tourists, with smaller numbers from Japan, South Korea and Southeast Asia, says Apichar.

The theater, which began last April, holds up to 700 people for each 45-minute performance. Tourists pay 160 Hong Kong dollars (US$21) each to tour operators, and the three shows a day are usually sold out.

Yuan Fang, a tourist from the eastern province of Zhejiang, said the cabaret is pleasing to the eyes but too shallow for her taste.

"It's exciting. But I'm more interested to learn what the transsexuals actually think,'' said Yuan, who together with a friend paid an extra HK$120 (US$15) to take photographs with the dancers after the show.

The performers often aggressively scramble for customers -- some even acquiesce to being groped -- to earn the extra cash and become grumpy when they fail to find any. Many spectators said they were impressed by the transsexuals' physical allure.

"I think they are more beautiful than real women,'' said a tourist from the northwestern Chinese province of Xinjiang who would only give her surname, Li.

Asked whether the dancers were too skimpily dressed, Li said: "It doesn't really matter because they are men anyway.''

Zhou Yung, a bank executive from the eastern province of Zhejiang, slipped his hands inside a dancer's silver bra as she posed with him. He later told his wife, Tong Jingna, who also saw the show: "They are kind of hard and don't feel like a woman's breasts. They feel like a man's body.''

Another mainland tourist, Zhou Qi, said she sympathized with the plight of the transsexuals for having to earn a living with their bodies. "I pity them. I don't think they have much choice,'' Zhou said. (AP)

Amusing, really. Homosexual = NOT ok.

Men pretending to be women in skimpy clothesing = no problem.

Transexual/or He becomes shes = A ok.

She becomes hes = not ok.

LOL

I guess it's no worse than the Japanese.
 
I was wrong.


Boong-Ga Boong-Ga.
Boong-Ga!
This is one of the most bizarre video games i've ever seen, and so of course it must be Japanese.
The object of the game appears simple, you have to jam a big plastic finger up someone's rear end. Why? I have no idea.
Built into the cabinet is a bent over backside, and on the screen in front of you appears the expression of the person as you shove the finger inside. The harder you shove the finger inside, the more points you score.

From the brochure:

This is a fun game of spanking the people that make your life miserable. When you spank the character that you choose to punish, the face expression of the character will change as they scream and twitch in pain. The funny face expressions will make people laugh and relieve stress."

Riiiight. Well in any case it has made me laugh. Although I don't understand why they call it "spanking", since you're actually shoving a finger in someones butthole.

More from the brochure:

"Characters include: Ex Girlfriend, Ex Boyfriend, Gangster, Mother-In-Law, Gold Digger, Prostitute, Child Molester, Con Artist."

It's sterotyperrific!

http://img122.imageshack.us/img122/7955/boonga24uf.jpg
 
Nope.

Kind of a schizophrenic monologue thread, if you ask me.
 
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