Noodle magic at lunch on Monday, no machines. These are called æ‹‰é¢ (“pulled noodles”), and two bowls of these in soup with some beef, cilantro, black vinegar, and other spices cost us less than a dollar at lunch time in the èŠ±é¸Ÿé±¼è™«å¸‚åœº (“flower-bird-fish-bug market”).
We chose this place for lunch because it was cheap and busy. It’s owned by Chinese Muslims, and often the Muslim-owned places have great food.
Today we went with ‘Shine Far’ and two new Americans to a local museum, which was especially cool because it was the first chance for me to see “dragon bones” aka the earliest forms of Chinese writing written on bone fragments and tortoise shells – some were apparently 4000 years old! Then we had dinner at a fantastic local dive, and kicked a æ¯½å in the park. School starts again in just a few days!