How phony I am when I tell people that I eat mostly paleo but then smash my body weight in prawn toasts at Fu Lu Shou

How phony I am when I tell people that I eat mostly paleo but then smash my body weight in prawn toasts at Fu Lu Shou

lyingfuck

Where:
Fu Lu Shou
L7, 31 Hollywood Rd
Central, Hong Kong

Phone:
+852 2336 8812 (you need to call weekly to get the door code, hip as fuck, y0)

Price:
??? – will fill you in later, but my glass of wine didn’t break bank (HKD85).

The deal:
I was all ready to hate and judge Fu Lu Shou as painfully hip and trying too hard with their weekly changing door code and homage to old school Australia Asian snacks (ie. spring rolls, tasty as fuck chicken wings, prawn toasts (I mean COME ON, deep fried white bread with prawn and sesame seeds!!! GET IN MY LIFE) and deep fried tofu – but Fu Lu Shou, let me be real with you, you need to serve this shiz with some plum sauce, that’s gonna take your Oz Azn snacks to the next level) but even a jaded bon vivant (I’ve noticed everyone’s calling themselves a bon vivant these days – isn’t it just a fancy term for a greedy cunt who likes to party?) can still enjoy this tricked out pony.  It’s a fuck yeah space, their waiters/barstaff have great Strayan strines and there’s a super chill as fuck rooftop with Asian influenced graffiti to boot.  They serve champagne in those retro wide mouthed champagne glasses – I want to hate this shit but I can’t deny it, I fucking loved it.  I smashed the prawn toast and the waiter made me (yes, made me) eat approximately 300% more fried tofu with chilli + garlic than any one else there.

NGL, I DIDN’T SAY NO OR TELL HIM TO STOP.

Verdict:
Fuck yeah!!!  You’ll be able to take friends here and they’ll love it and think you’re so fucking cool for school because it’s new and in soft launch.  You’ve got til 11th May to tell people ‘Yeah, I fucking know a place…’

SAUCE

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