Monday, March 9, 2015

Sesame-encrusted pork bun

Your mission, should you choose to accept it: Head to the Shilin night market (MRT stop Jiantan). Assuming you are coming from the south, walk in the same direction as your train until you reach a fork in the road. Veer left.

Take a right and a left. Yes, yes, everything looks good, but you've got a job to do. Stay focused.


One more right, and a sharp left. Look for the longest line you can find and take your place. After a minute, turn around. See those dozens of people? They now want to trade places with you.

This is the place you want. Memorize this sign. Tattoo the characters on your forearm. No, I don't know what it's called. Do I look Chinese?




Give 'em some room. Professionals at work.

 

When you reach the counter, hold up one finger (or two or three, etc.)

Your reward. The best fifty bucks you ever spent.
Tap it with your fingernail. Sounds like a castanet. Watch passers-by nod knowingly, longingly. Take a fat bite of tender braised pork belly and minced scallion. Steady yourself as the steam fogs your glasses.  Well done, agent, and good luck finding your way home.


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