HUNGRY GERALD

From the 1950’s onward, Hong Fat (long closed) in Manhattan’s Chinatown was HG’s favorite Chinese restaurant. It was unbelievably cheap–even in those dollar friendly years. The seafood dishes were outstanding. HG’s favorite was the crabs served in a number of different sauces–all splendid. An odd custom at Hong Fat–waiters cleaned the tables by pouring hot tea on them before wiping them down. Almost all of the customers were Chinese (HG/BSK were the exceptions). Walls had the names pinned on them (in Chinese) of many special dishes. Customers would order by pointing to their choice, One day, an adjoining table pointed to the wall and were served what seemed to be an appetizing dish. HG told the waiter that HG would have the same. The waiter frowned and said: “You won’t like it. This is only for Chinese.” HG insisted  Still expressing disapproval, the waiter brought the dish. HG tasted. E-e-k-s!! Horror! This was the worst thing HG ever tasted and it smelled like a dirty old sock. The waiter smiled as HG pushed the dish away. Smiling waiter said: “I told you.”