i woke up this morning at an early 6:00, and brought myself to roll, stretch, and crush pillows until 7:30. at that point i woke up and went in search of my favorite chinese breakfast--bao zi. where i live is definitely a college town (or high school town, for that matter), and most of the businesses are closed leaving only a single food vendor on my usual street. he was serving a fried doughnut type pastry, but it wasn't quite what i was looking for.a few blocks to the north of my school, the high-tech industry flourishes. (hence the quaint town name "High Tech Zone (West)") while schools go on vacation for chinese new year, the armies of workers that power the high-tech industry decidedly do not. so as an army travels on its stomach, i went north and found a good sized group of vendors selling breakfast. bao-zi, however, they were not. deep sigh there, folks.
i was quickly over my disappointment, and grabbed a few delicacies: ma er bi--red bean paste (i think) inside a soft dough, and another stuffed breakfast where a round flat bun is sliced open with a boxcutter (at least the woman did here) and stuffed with a mixture of beef, cilantro, chives, as well as some pickled carrot. i also picked up some warm soy milk (duojia) to wash it down.
now it was not exactly what i was looking for, but it hit the spot.
and looking at the nest of plastic bags my food sits in, it is clear that the chinese do not grasp how dangerous a throwaway economy is for our planet. do you?
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