Talking of which, I went to HK once, and I remember seeing a group of people round a street food cart all eating something on sticks. Being adventurous I asked what it was. She spoke no English but knew what I was asking. She did a weird impression of a pig and then drew a spiral on her tummy with her finger. Ah yes, seared tripe HK style. No, I passed on that, thanks.
Also remember going for a massage at a place my gf said was good, where she used to get a foot massage. I hate having my feet touched so I went for a back massage as mine needs work all the time. I went in the cubicle and a Chinese fellow came in and proceeded to torture me. Thinking I was probably deemed a softy-ass westerner, I applied some British stiff upper lip and took it in silence. After all, I wasn't about to let down the whole of the western side of the world! The geezer was obviously an expert on pressure points and probably ex military intelligence judging by the efficiency of the pain. About halfway through, a local guy came in and had the same thing. Haha the screams were amazing! My masseur must have thought I was either dead or mute...