豬扒包 Pork Chop Bun
我最親愛的陳娃，
離開香港，咬下豬扒包的那一刻, 我哭了。
四年沒有去香港了，我過去三年都不敢去香港，因為香港有太多跟你的回憶。 想到我們以前興高采烈計畫要去哪裡大吃當豬王，要去哪裏逛街逛到鐵腿，我深感孤單。 想到我們每次去香港之後，倆個人都興奮的跟姊姊分享我們一起走過的哪些地方，我真的好想你。
這次選擇了從姊姊的視角看香港，這個城市已經變成她去上海工作接駁站。我決定從她的視角，從我舊同學的視角再次認識它。可是我不敢久留，因為我無法承受對你的思念。
幾天下來，匆促的行程還是讓我完成了最想做的事，去尖沙嘴的澳門茶餐廳買豬扒包。這豬扒包對許多人來說可能不是最好吃的，但這是我和你一起發現的美味。在尖沙嘴，我們有一起發掘的逛街動線，還有好多美食定點。 你要原諒我看似放不下的行動，在搭機前衝向尖沙嘴。不是我無法向前看，而是我若要往前走，就必須要把之前和你一起去過的地方，吃過的東西，重新在沒有你在我身旁的情況下，重新遊走品嚐。否則我永遠都只能心痛著面對這些回憶。
繞了一圈尖沙嘴，先走進海港城買了一杯中杯豆奶拿鐵。那杯讓你覺得越喝越涮嘴，並堅決認為香港的星巴克一定是用維他奶或是港產豆奶製作的拿鐵。我啜飲著拿鐵，站在海港城的天台上看著香港島，一邊想著你。 可是陳娃，這個拿鐵味道好像不同了，是因為你不在了還是他們換了豆奶?
終於，我走到澳門茶餐廳，買到了豬扒包還有蛋塔，但我不敢馬上吃，很怕咬下去的時候會在街上崩潰。急忙的將豬扒包跟蛋塔塞入我的包包裡之後，搭上地鐵到香港站並轉上了機場快線。幸運的走進一節一個人都沒有的車廂，坐下來，拉下餐桌並提醒了自己拍張照之後，我才鼓起勇氣咬下一口。
之後就是眼淚怎麼都停不下來，希望你此刻就在身旁的慾望在胸口炸開，整個車程我一直抹眼淚。我知道你應該有看到吧? 對不起，姊姊真的很重感情又膽小，讓你看笑話了。 我答應你，下次去香港再吃這個豬扒包的時候，我不再崩潰，好嗎？我好想你。
姊姊
Dearest Lisa,
On my way out of Hong Kong, biting into the pork chop bun, I sobbed.
It's been four years since I stepped foot there, I was unable to for three full years. There are too many memories there... I remember all the times we used to gleefully plan our eating maps, to walk and shop until our legs give out. It makes me feel utterly alone thinking about this. Was it really just five years ago that we were describing all these spots we went together to Susan? I miss you with my entire being.
Hong Kong has become Susan's transfer hub between her new job in Shanghai and home in Taiwan. I've decided to get to know this city again through hers and my friends' eyes. But I couldn't stay long, because it just makes me miss you even more.
I was still able to do the one thing I wanted to do on the time crunch – stopping by Tsim Sa Tsui to get the pork chop bun. Most people would say there are SO MUCH more the city has to offer that are much more tasty, why go all the way to TST just for this bun? Well, only because we discovered it together, TST was also where we walked around and shopped the most. It's not that I had to live in the past, but for me to move forward, I need to re-do everything we used to do together, this time, alone, or the memories just haunt me.
I walked around TST and went into Harbour City for a Grande Soy Latte at Starbucks. I had no clue why, but this was your absolutely favorite soy latte in the world. You said the soy milk tastes different, you were convinced that they use Vitasoy in the latte, it's just oh so smooth to you. I walked over to the outdoor area, looking at Hong Kong Island on Kowloon, sipping the latte, thinking of you. But Lisa, this latte tastes different. Is it because you're not here with me or they've changed the recipe? Not able to decide why the latte tastes different, I walked over to Macau Restaurant. I ordered a pork chop bun and an egg tart, but I couldn't eat them right away. I was afraid to lose my shit and burst into tears on the street. After putting the food away, I quickly head to Hong Kong Station to catch the Airport Express. I got lucky, there was one empty car on the train, I walked in and got myself a seat. After I settled, I took a photo of the bun and the egg tart as a momento, and I took a bite.
Then tears wouldn't stop rolling down my face, the crazy feeling of wishing you being next to me exploded within me, I just couldn't stop crying. You saw it, didn't you? Sorry I'm such a emotional and not so brave older sister, I didn't. mean to cry like that in public. But you know what, I've done it. I promise you, the next time I'm there eating that bun, I will be smiling. Miss you to pieces.
Your sis