About

In 1976, my grandfather left Hong Kong for Namur, Belgium, anticipating the uncertainties of the city’s handover. He learned to cook as both livelihood and care, founding King Fook Garden (景福园) — a family restaurant that became more than a business. It was a place where food sustained, repaired, and brought people together: family at the table, customers across cultures, neighbours across borders. This archive preserves fragments of that story, recognising food as one of the last bastions of togetherness, and remembering King Fook Garden as an enduring architecture of care.