There's Nowhere like Home
The Taiwanese diaspora try in vein to replicate the pork chops from home. Those I've sampled in NY are but the distant cousins of the Taipei originals. I don't blame them for trying, something this good should be shared. The 君悅排骨 version were juicy planks of pork kept warm in a crispy, deep-fried coat. They'd no doubt been dunked in a soy sauce, white whine and garlic bath and then dusted with corn flour, sugar and five spice, the most important of the five being the szechuan black pepper. This was a quiet, blind meal, each of us happily chewing with our eyes closed.
Showing posts with label Taipei. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Taipei. Show all posts
Monday, April 23, 2012
Monday, April 16, 2012
Coffee Alley - Taipei
Interesting Coffee Choices
On my first visit to Taipei I took note of the coffee fanaticism. It looked to have recently blasted off and dropped the boosters. Just thirteen months later it's arrived at the outer rings of Jupiter, at least at Coffee Alley. Ordering a "tiramisu latte" seemed like a good idea. My logic was something like this: I like tiramisu and I like latte. She was a skin deep beauty, so pretty for her picture, but lacked depth and charm. The powdery topping lodged in my lungs like asbestos and I nearly coughed up the bland espresso.
On my first visit to Taipei I took note of the coffee fanaticism. It looked to have recently blasted off and dropped the boosters. Just thirteen months later it's arrived at the outer rings of Jupiter, at least at Coffee Alley. Ordering a "tiramisu latte" seemed like a good idea. My logic was something like this: I like tiramisu and I like latte. She was a skin deep beauty, so pretty for her picture, but lacked depth and charm. The powdery topping lodged in my lungs like asbestos and I nearly coughed up the bland espresso.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Street Noodles - Taipei
Back to the Streets for Eats
Bouncing around the globe, trailing crumbs in my wake, I land in Taipei with the cutesie on my arm. I feel confident, worldly, hungry. We take down a batch of street noodles like two pros, she with the order, me with the mouth. Well, ok, she with her big mouth too!
Bouncing around the globe, trailing crumbs in my wake, I land in Taipei with the cutesie on my arm. I feel confident, worldly, hungry. We take down a batch of street noodles like two pros, she with the order, me with the mouth. Well, ok, she with her big mouth too!
Friday, February 25, 2011
Tong Hua Jie Night Market - Taipei
Closing it Out in Style
Mom, I apologize in advance for the double negative because in Taipei you cannot not go to a night market. We opted for the less touristy Tong Hua Jie rather than Shihlin. Special thanks to Nicholas of My Inner Fatty for giving me a heads up on this - a pork sausage sitting in a small rice canoe. How they fashioned a bun from rice, I can't figure out, I just know the combo works.
Mom, I apologize in advance for the double negative because in Taipei you cannot not go to a night market. We opted for the less touristy Tong Hua Jie rather than Shihlin. Special thanks to Nicholas of My Inner Fatty for giving me a heads up on this - a pork sausage sitting in a small rice canoe. How they fashioned a bun from rice, I can't figure out, I just know the combo works.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Sit-Fun Shih Tang - Taipei
This is the Healthier Side of the Street?
I fancy myself the pork fat king - it's only a matter of time before I'm fitted with my coffin-shaped crown. However, even I sat blinking, dumbfounded at the inch-thick layer of fat on the pork at Sit-Fun. When later research suggested they offer "lighter versions of Taiwanese delicacies" I broke out in laughter. Surely they must be joking. The first bite was delicious but I soon felt like I was eating all icing and no cake. The King admits to leaving a lot of the fat in the bottom of the bowl.
I fancy myself the pork fat king - it's only a matter of time before I'm fitted with my coffin-shaped crown. However, even I sat blinking, dumbfounded at the inch-thick layer of fat on the pork at Sit-Fun. When later research suggested they offer "lighter versions of Taiwanese delicacies" I broke out in laughter. Surely they must be joking. The first bite was delicious but I soon felt like I was eating all icing and no cake. The King admits to leaving a lot of the fat in the bottom of the bowl.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Cafe Ole - Taipei
The Coffee-Crazed are My Kinda People
I immediately noticed all the cafes in Taipei. They're everywhere and that warms a man's heart. There's nothing better than lazing in a cafe, drinking coffee, surfing the net, flipping through magazines, wasting time. It's the template for my retirement. I don't think I could live in a city where it isn't possible. NY excels at it, Paris fails - not enough free wifi. Singapore is coming along - though they need more free wifi. Taipei, it turns out, does pretty well, Cafe Ole being a good example. We went a few times, surrounded by hip Taipei-ers (Taipanese?) and enjoyed it to the fullest.

I immediately noticed all the cafes in Taipei. They're everywhere and that warms a man's heart. There's nothing better than lazing in a cafe, drinking coffee, surfing the net, flipping through magazines, wasting time. It's the template for my retirement. I don't think I could live in a city where it isn't possible. NY excels at it, Paris fails - not enough free wifi. Singapore is coming along - though they need more free wifi. Taipei, it turns out, does pretty well, Cafe Ole being a good example. We went a few times, surrounded by hip Taipei-ers (Taipanese?) and enjoyed it to the fullest.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Maroco - Taipei
Thick Toast Wake-Up Call
Before I arrived in Taipei, Dodo had already scouted a breakfast spot near our hotel. She described it as a "thick toast spot" and I knew exactly what she meant. Maroco makes their own bread, slices it thicker than your head, toasts it and loads it with butter. They do much more - feast your eyes on the tarts. Though our Taipei trip wasn't a long one and repeating visits to a single place makes little sense, we came to Maroco many times - because of the toast.
Before I arrived in Taipei, Dodo had already scouted a breakfast spot near our hotel. She described it as a "thick toast spot" and I knew exactly what she meant. Maroco makes their own bread, slices it thicker than your head, toasts it and loads it with butter. They do much more - feast your eyes on the tarts. Though our Taipei trip wasn't a long one and repeating visits to a single place makes little sense, we came to Maroco many times - because of the toast.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Hui Sushi - Taipei
The Best Japanese Outside of Japan
Dodo's Taiwanese colleague didn't offer the thought as a conversation starter. She stated as fact that the "best Japanese outside Japan is to be found in Taiwan." I was skeptical until chef Weng from Hui Sushi started placing dishes in front of me. The Japanese were in Taiwan for about 50 years starting in 1895 so it makes sense. However, since I tend to stay away from superlatives, let's just say that Hui Sushi was the best Japanese food I've ever tasted in Taiwan! It was damned good and I offer up the photos and words to prove it. Take a peek at the miso soup with prawn and hidden chunks of succulent fish.
Dodo's Taiwanese colleague didn't offer the thought as a conversation starter. She stated as fact that the "best Japanese outside Japan is to be found in Taiwan." I was skeptical until chef Weng from Hui Sushi started placing dishes in front of me. The Japanese were in Taiwan for about 50 years starting in 1895 so it makes sense. However, since I tend to stay away from superlatives, let's just say that Hui Sushi was the best Japanese food I've ever tasted in Taiwan! It was damned good and I offer up the photos and words to prove it. Take a peek at the miso soup with prawn and hidden chunks of succulent fish.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Golden Cake Vendor - Taipei
Pay Dirt, PB-Style!!
After just one bite I fantasized about hiring her to setup her stall outside my apartment. I dreamt of opening my front door and yelling "two more peanut butter, please." Moments later I'd bite into this freshly cooked cake with a vein of molten chunky peanut butter.
After just one bite I fantasized about hiring her to setup her stall outside my apartment. I dreamt of opening my front door and yelling "two more peanut butter, please." Moments later I'd bite into this freshly cooked cake with a vein of molten chunky peanut butter.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Yong He Soy Milk King - Taipei
Is it Called Breakfast at 11pm?
I don't know, but I had an immediate affinity for Yong He - they serve freshly made breafkast food deep into the night. It didn't hurt that I was fighting jetlag and losing - breakfast at night was making perfect sense. What you see below is an amazing concoction - it's a thin egg and scallion crepe wrapped around two deep-fried dough sticks. If I'm not mistaken (and I easily could be) that would be a dan bing wrapped around two you tiao. Someone from Taiwan, help me out with my probably poor interpretation, please.
I don't know, but I had an immediate affinity for Yong He - they serve freshly made breafkast food deep into the night. It didn't hurt that I was fighting jetlag and losing - breakfast at night was making perfect sense. What you see below is an amazing concoction - it's a thin egg and scallion crepe wrapped around two deep-fried dough sticks. If I'm not mistaken (and I easily could be) that would be a dan bing wrapped around two you tiao. Someone from Taiwan, help me out with my probably poor interpretation, please.
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