Fish Maw Wikipedia say (swim bladder, gas bladder, air bladder of a fish)
The Menu Madam
I love reading menus. Its all part of a good night out. It is a most satisfactory experience and I have a great sense of satisfaction when the decision has been made and the order is in. It means that I have carefully considered every dish on offer and chosen the best one, the one I am in the mood for.
Be Adventurous why don't you?
It was put to me recently that I should put myself in a situation of trying food that I would not normally try. 'What on earth for?' was my reply. I know I have lived in Hong Kong for ten years and I also know that in my heart I am a roast beef and Yorkshire pudding kind of girl.
I know what I like.
Ordering Skills
But I was cajoled and coerced into trying something a little bit different this evening. It was actually built up over a week when the words fish maw and (It is not a vegetable, more like a slug) sea cucumber, fungus and pork intestines were banded around willy nilly. This was all a sneaky underhand plan to make me feel boring, unadventurous and inadequate in my menu browsing and ordering skills. Quite offensive really but the tactic worked.
Bush Tucker Challenge
By the time I sat down in the Chinese Restaurant at the HKUST I was bigged up to order the weirdest stuff on the menu, in fact I was looking forward to the challenge. I thought it of it like Fear Factor or a Bush Tucker Challenge (see I'm a Celebrity Get me Out of Here) and so after some banter and a sharing of reading glasses Failing eyesight blog (I always have at least one pair on the table these days) the order was placed:-
fillet of groupa in an orange dressing
scallops with lily bulbs
fish maw with sea cucumber
lotus, black fungus with honey beans
and then just in case we really couldn't put any of that to our lips we also had:-
sweet & sour pork
fried rice with chicken and ginger
You want WHAT?
I was watching the waiter's face for signs of surprise, perhaps he would challenge us politely, carefully suggesting that we had made some culinary mistake because it's not what us folk usually order. It wasn't to be, and why should he be in any way doubtful that we wouldn't like it. Hundreds of other people order this stuff every Friday night.
It all arrived and was placed in the middle of the table for a shared experience, as all Chinese food is. No one gets a whole dish to themselves that is just not cricket. Everyone gets a taste of everything. It the way things are done.
Where is your napkin!
I saw the sea cucumber lurking among the fish maw and went for it. Stabbing a piece with my chopsticks and carefully transporting the slippery little sucker to my plate. But it jumped! It left my chop stick grasp and landed in my lap covering my beige trousers in soy sauce and a greasy mark over both legs and on the crutch area. Damn!
Offensive or not?
Eventually it made it to my mouth and so did the fish maw. To be frank, sea cucumber is just weird. This is a technical term in the foodie world. I detected no flavour apart from the oil and soy sauce it had been cooked in so it was not offensive but I hated the jelly-like texture. As I chewed it just broke up into smaller jelly-like lumps in my mouth but never melted away like say a raspberry jelly does. The fish maw, see picture above, on the other hand was ok, not fishy. I had quite a few bits of it and now I have identified it I could now spot it at the local supermarket and purchase it for my own cooking (but I won't!).
The groupa was great and the orange dressing a delight.
lotus root
Lotus with black fungus and honey bean - quite nice although no distinguishable taste, it is the a textural difference between the ingredients which is to be appreciated.
cooked black fungus
Lost in Translation
Now don't be put off by the name. Fungus is merely a name for mushrooms and I guess that in translation this type of mushroom becomes fungus, after all that is what mushrooms are. This translation just doesn't sound too appetizing does it? Don't be frightened, try it!
Once the plates were cleared away (there was plenty of sea cucumber left for a doggy bag although I declined the offer - funny that?)
The obvious sequence of events leads us to dessert and the more weird stuff on the menu was just crying out to be tasted:-
Wolf berry and osmanthus jelly and
glutinous dark pudding with coconut
wolf or goji berry
Osmanthus dried flower
Have you got jam rolly polly and custard?
This turned out to be lumps of plain gelatin with a few bits of dried flower (can be used as tea) and chopped up wolf berry and sugar. Nothing of any significance. Is it that the Chinese just don't do puddings? For sure the cake in these parts is totally tasteless unless you happened to like synthetic cream and sponge. The glutinous dark pudding with coconut had a nice light flavour and was the texture of a mouse although brought back vivid memories of Angel Delight.
Not much gagging
So to sum up the array of flavours, textures and tastes delivered to our table during the evening were stimulating, interesting and - well to be honest - Chinese food flavour. It is all much of a muchness whatever the main ingredients are the cooking process (wok with soy sauce) is much the same for nearly every dish. On a more positive note there were no real retching or gag moments as I had imagined may happen. That would have been the worst case scenario and apart from the sea cucumber on the trousers it was actually rather pleasant and has opened my mind to, perhaps one day may be soon, ordering at least one dish I haven't tried before next time I find myself in a Chinese restaurant.
