There’s no mistaking a place that sells stinky tofu; you’ll smell it before you see it.
Yes, stinky tofu absolutely lives up to its name — it’s quite pungent.
There’s no mistaking a place that sells stinky tofu; you’ll smell it before you see it.
Yes, stinky tofu absolutely lives up to its name — it’s quite pungent.
There’s something in Taiwan called coffin bread, and it’s essentially clam chowder inside of a crispy, deep-fried piece of bread.
I think it’s pretty obvious that it’s tasty. I mean, you do the math.
I wasn’t even particularly hungry when I walked by Kintoku and saw the huge crowd of people lining up for what appeared to be some kind of burrito. I tried to resist, I really did — but I couldn’t. If there’s a bunch of people lining up for food, I’m getting in that line. It can’t be stopped.
Are wheel cakes the king of street vendor desserts? In Taiwan, at least, I think the answer has to be yes. Vendors selling these things are everywhere.
Were the pies from Pie Man the greasiest thing I’ve had in my life? I don’t know; maybe. Were they delicious? Most definitely.
The beef soup from Ah Cun might just be the simplest dish I’ve eaten since coming to Taiwan. It’s basically just chunks of beef in a simple broth.
It’s proof that if your ingredients and your technique are top-notch, then you really don’t need to overthink things. Simpler is better.
The dan zai noodles from Chih Kan Dan Zai Noodles might just be the garlickiest thing I’ve ever eaten.
They were delicious, mind you, but if you’ve got an aversion to garlic, this is absolutely, positively not the dish for you.
Taichung’s Second Market is a cornucopia of tasty eats; I’ve already had a delicious bowl of porky rice, some really tasty noodles, and now a very hearty breakfast.
You might recall that I was recently searching for a well-regarded noodle joint in Taichung’s Second Market — but I couldn’t find it, so I wound up eating some delicious porky goodness instead.
I finally found it. It was worth the wait.
While doing some morning exploration of Taichung recently, I stumbled upon a street vendor with an impressive line. He was serving up big balls of sticky rice filled with all kinds of stuff.
I like sticky rice. I like stuff. I like eating foods that the locals like. Sold!