I love "ME" time. Where I can do responsible things like pay my taxes or binge watch Anthony Bourdain's Parts Unknown whilst tucking in greasy and comforting take-out Chinese.
In a city where Postmates and Caviar can deliver whatever gastronomical delights your heart desires for a price, you can still walk over to Good Mong Kok (no Postmates, Caviar or any delivery for that matter). Find a line even though it's 30 minutes before they close, wait anxiously in line in hopes that they haven't already sold out, pay $2.50, in cash only please, for an assortment of dim sum or this time, an overflowing container of fat stir-fried rice noodles, known as chow fun.
You can then go home, decide that it's not greasy enough and a lacy fried egg on top is in order and with a generous squirt of Sriracha, you've found yourself and plate, seated on the sofa, legs tucked underneath you while you hit play.