這次回港，一心打算要到那間老鋪吃碗墨魚丸河。不過兜兜轉轉，甚至過其門而不入，始終沒有「落肚」。
這樣的吃，是為一種回憶，而回憶，不是買得到的。想吃這碗河粉，嚴格來說，甚至不是為了味道。是這種場景、是氣味；是那種擠迫、是噪吵聲；是吃的時候那種大汗搭細汗的滋味。
是尋找那種可以說「我回來了」的地方。而這是換不來的。你給我更好味的墨丸河、更高貴的地方，然而那裡不存在記憶，所以地方是換不來的。因為在追尋的人，根本不是為更好味、更高貴那種種而來。
「我回來了」，就是一種回家的嚮往。
我們都追尋一個可以放心說「我回來了」的地方。
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