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My only reason for going to Macau [en.wikipedia.org] was for food…specifically Portuguese custard tarts. I have loved these forever and like shrimp dumplings, I spend a good portion of time hunting down the best places. The best ones I’ve ever had were hot out of the oven in Belem, Portugal. Macau is primarily known for its gambling, but the food is also outstanding. I was here for the food.
I love Macau…if you can get past all the casinos and make your way through the back alleys, you will be transported back to a much simpler time. Sure it was still crowded, but it was more manageable than HKG and time slowed for me here. I didn’t make it to the café that had supposedly outstanding custard tarts, but I was still incredibly satisfied with the food I did eat. More than anything, I enjoyed the time I took to wander down small streets and to find vendors for fruits, veggies, medicine and even an outdoor barbershop. And then to find an entire section of outstanding graffiti……so cool!