Yangrou Paomo: Tearing Your Way Through Xi’an’s Iconic Lamb and Bread Soup
I first ate yangrou paomo on a December night so cold that the steam from the Muslim Quart…
Tales of Xi’an’s culinary delights, from spicy Biang Biang noodles in hidden eateries to the vibrant Muslim Quarter’s street food scene.
I first ate yangrou paomo on a December night so cold that the steam from the Muslim Quart…
I found jiucai hezi on my fourth morning in Xi’an, by pure accident. I had been walk…
I found Qin Su by accident, which is how the best things in Xi’an usually find you. …
I met qianceng on my third morning in Xi’an, and I have not quite recovered since. I…
I didn’t go to Xi’an looking for taihou bing. I found it by accident on my thi…
I found chuan the same way everyone finds chuan in Xi’an: by my nose. It was my firs…
The first thing that woke me up in Xi’an was not my alarm clock – it was a pot…
It was the smell that got me first. On my first cold evening in Xi’an I was drifting…
I met shuijing bing on a grey November afternoon in Xi’an, when the first winter chi…