There’s nothing like soft, chewy connective tissue and stomach lining. Really, there isn’t. Chinese beef tendon stew is a unique taste experience. A very strong, fatty contender for my last meal before my execution would be a big, honking mixer bowl of Chinese beef tendon stew (Ngua Lam).
Here’s one of those not-so-hidden city secrets that sounds too good to be true: For $2.75 you can take a van that shuttles passengers back and forth between Manhattan’s Chinatown and Flushing’s Chinatown.
Do you have Chinese parents like I have Chinese parents? Do they play mahjong way too much? Me too. If your Chinese parents are anything like my Chinese parents, then they’re also way too practical.
I trekked to Confucius Plaza today to see my visiting dad. My pops likes to visit New York quarterly to see the relatives and to stock up on Chinese ingredients. One of those ingredients he picks up on his New York Chinatown trips is called Lap Cheong (or Lop Chong)
Gung Hay Fat Choy! Kung Hei Fat Choy! Gong Hey Fat Choy! Gong Xi Fa Cai! 恭喜发财! Happy Chinese New Year! Happy Lunar New Year! #cny
When I recently discovered that there was a museum dedicated to the Chinese American experience, I immediately placed it on my shortlist of places to go: museum, YMCA, Zara for their bi-yearly sale, and Prosperity Dumpling.
I’m a couple years behind on this, but I didn’t have a blog in 2010, so cut me some slack. Here’s a video of Joe Wong killing it at the 2010 Radio and Television Correspondents’ Dinner. Wong goes on for about 15 minutes without breaking his deadpan delivery.
My current dim sum obsession is the fried taro puff dumplings, or wu gok (Cantonese). These little delicious suckers look like baby puffer fish that were stuffed with seasoned minced pork and deep fried for my gorging pleasure.
Post by Stuart Leung.