Hong Kong is a city of convenience, and at no time is that more apparent than in the dinner hour(s). Swarms of mopeds buzz the streets in the evenings delivering dishes from nearly any HK restaurant of choice to the high rise crowd. Sadly, much of what Lizzie and I eat day to day is couriered to our door on the back of a scooter, and we are happy to cough up the 10% convenience fee (or laziness fee) to get it.
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