It was the most un-Hong-Kong thing I've ever heard of. Wife biscuits, Wontons, Fish skin crisps, Yes! Butter cookies? Hmmm. So we decided to check it out. There were no queues! Amazed, we dashed into the shop. The winter sun had just set and the cookies have already run out. Only cranberry nougats left. (They're better than the cookies by the way). Two extremely sullen young ladies were at the counter. They answered in monosyllables even when we spoke in Cantonese. Can we place an order? Nope. Can we sample the cranberry nougats? Nope. What are the other varieties available? They pointed sullenly to the chart behind them. I'm not coming back I declared. My fellow traveller however did the next day and queued for a full 30mins. Her friend returned three weeks later and queued for three and half hours!! Verdict? They taste like freshly baked cookies do. No big deal. Yes those with nuts tasted of freshly toasted nuts and the coffee flavoured ones were fragrant but certainly not addictive and certainly not queue-worthy. Don't bother if you see a long line. You would do better to stroll along the streets and buying up big bags of deep fried crispy fish skin.
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