I'm trying to think of story pitches for The Cleaver Quarterly - which is an awesome new quarterly that focuses on Chinese food. Sadly, the Chinese food scene in Humboldt has grown dim (SUM!).
One of my favorite Bao moments was in Laos, where a street merchant on his bicycle rode up beside me and tried to sell me a coconut bao. It was a quarter or even less to buy, so whatever, I bought it. My little taste buds still remember that first fucking bite. I never understood the term "a taste of heaven" until that day. I was so enamored in that moment of eating my little sweet, steamy bun that I missed my boat ride down the Mekong River. No regrets.
Even if I don't get a story in with the The Cleaver Quarterly, I will absolutely devote once again, trying to make my own perfect bao bun!