Archive for May, 2009

Panda Pics and Chinese Cinema

Language barriers are nothing when you’ve got the raw human emotions of companionship, love and hate. And super cute pandas. While the entire film was in Mandarin, we recently enjoyed 熊猫回家路 (Xiong Mao Hui Jia Lu) or “Trail of the Panda” at our nearby budget theater because cute baby animals don’t need subtitles. Because if you’re going to a movie about pandas do you want lots of dialog and plot development? No, you want 88 minutes of ridiculously adorable pandas rolling around and looking cuter than kittens in teacups.

The movie tells the story of an orphaned, friendless little boy, Lu, who discovers a hurt baby panda that’s been separated from it mother (I’m getting choked up just writing this). Lu names his chubby panda companion “Pang Pang” which literally translates as “Fat Fat” and sets out to reunite the fatty with its (even fatter) mother.

Lu has to hide Pang Pang from the would-be hunters who are trying to track down the cub and sell him to some horrible circus where he’d be forced to serve tea to Western businessmen. I don’t really know, I didn’t understand the complicated parts of the movie that involved lots of dialog so I just made it up. There’s many an exciting chase scene in the movie where the clumsy panda cub, with the help of some incoherent editing, evades and escapes from two rifle-wielding men and their bloodthirsty but inept German shepherds.

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Apparently using real pandas to film was not always easy. The director explains: “You cannot shout at them or beat them. The only thing we could do was wait for these superstars to be in the mood.” Unlike regular actors, which I guess Chinese directors can shout and beat into the mood at will.

Distributed by Disney, “Trail of the Panda” follows the form of all those other cute-kid-plus-animal-movies (Fly Away Home, Free Willy, It).

Food, glorious food. Part 9

Yángròu pàomó(羊肉泡馍)

One last taste sensation that we had to try before leaving Xi’an was the widely known dish yángròu pàomó (羊肉泡馍). At the urging of our trusty guide, the Lonely Planet, we settled on dining at Xi’an’s “most famous restaurant”, Lăo Sūn Jiā, which, the LP boasts, is over a century old. You could have fooled me. Walking in to the restaurant, which is just east of the city’s famous Bell Tower, felt more like walking in to a school cafeteria or your standard no-frills diner. I was not to be deterred, however, and quickly sat down, excited for my first taste of one of Xi’an’s most renowned dishes.

Apparently the waiters were privy to this fact because we never actually saw a menu. Correctly assuming we were there for the yángròu pàomó, the waiters brought out assorted accompaniments to the dish (pictured below), which included cilantro, a spicy tomato-ey paste, and the most delicious pickled garlic I have ever tasted. (Actually, I had never tasted pickled garlic before. But now I have. And I encourage all of you to do the same. It is quite simply the best thing ever. Seriously.)

We were also brought out a very dense, flat disc of bread, whose purpose we were sure had something to do with the impending meal but with which we quite clueless what to do. A friendly waiter came by after surmising our naivety and motioned for us to break the bread into tiny pieces in our bowls. After finishing (which took a surprising amount of time, for that seemingly small disc of bread…), we handed our bowls back to the waitress to be brought in to the kitchen. At this time the waitress presented us with our only choice of the evening, which was “niurou” or “yangrou” (beef or mutton). Mutton is the specialty for this dish but we wanted to try both so settled on one of each.

Some time later the dish, pictured up top in all its glory, finally arrived. The soup dish is made up of a meat broth and filled with noodles and the hearty bread we had worked so hard to shred, then topped with your selection of meat and the cilantro and tomato paste. The bites (or slurps) are interrupted by delicious bites of the pickled garlic, which combine with the rest of the dish to create a truly unique taste. The meal was quite unforgettable and I would highly recommend searching out your own yángròu pàomó if you find yourself in the Xi’an area.

Cost: ¥21 ($3.06)

Forbidden and Palatial

Forbidden Palace

We’ve been living in Beijing for nigh on four months now, but it wasn’t until a friend came to visit from out town that we finally got around to seeing two of Beijing’s biggest tourist attractions – the Forbidden City and the Summer Palace. Our friend Matt Mackey had a week off from teaching English in Japan and came to explore China with one of his fellow teachers, Renate. Starting in Hong Kong, they trained through Guangzhou and Xi’an before reaching us here in the capital.

Back in the days of yore, the Emperor would travel by boat along the canals between the Summer and Winter Palaces. Less navally inclined, we traveled by bus and taxi cab. When we went it was that oxymoronic holiday weekend called Labor Day (especially ironic in Communist China) so the sites were mobbed with more than usual numbers of Chinese tourists. Our first stop was the Summer Palace, pretty close to our apartment in the northwest corner of the city. Sitting atop Longevity Hill and overlooking Kunming Lake, the Palace is really a series of imperial buildings and gardens, the highest of which is the Tower of Buddhist Incense. We paid the extra 40 kuai to get into the “special” areas of Palace, but after getting lost on the backside of the hill for a while, we wound up only using a few of our “extra special” tickets before calling it quits.

Feeling our lives had been appropriately lengthened on Longevity Hill, we headed over to the massive Forbidden City. Built in the 1400s, there are nearly 1,000 buildings still standing within its walls. We headed from north to south, traveling from courtyard to courtyard and tracing the rises and falls of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. From end to end, the complex is nearly a kilometer long so even at a leisurely pace it takes quite a while to wander all the way through. The sun was starting to sink and our feet were getting tired, so we sped up toward the end, waving goodbye to Mao’s portrait as we crossed into Tiananmen Square.

To ensure they had a genuine Beijing experience, we took our guests to the Li Qun Roast Duck Restaurant after a long day of wandering Beijing’s historic sites to stuff our faces with Beijing’s historic dish – Peking duck.

It was great to play host to Matt and Renate and get to show them around to some of our favorite spots in a city that’s starting to feel a little bit like home. Be sure to check out Mackey’s pictures from his Chinese adventure and his blog.

Summer Palace pano

Food, glorious food. Part 8

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More from Xi’an….

One of the sad parts of our rainy weekend adventure is that we weren’t able to do an exciting hike to Hua Shan that we had planned on doing. I guess all things happen for a reason, though, because instead of hiking in the rain we got to explore the Muslim Quarter of the city, with its many winding alleys and incredibly delicious street food offerings.

Only about a dozen steps into our walk I already had to stop for my first taste sensation — I couldn’t help myself. I saw a lady selling a sort of fried pancake filled with meat (picture above). It was…..SO good. As I write this my mouth is watering and I am seriously hankering for more. I don’t know how she managed to fit so much flavor into this mouth-watering morsel, but she did. It was a bit oily, but mostly in the way that just lends flavor and tastiness, and the meat was filled with a combination of flavors that I had decidedly never tasted before…think salty-cumin-flavored meat in between thin, crispy breaded deliciousness. Mmmmmm.

Moving along the narrow streets we came across a bakery selling an enormous assortment of baked goods. I was quickly drawn to one that looked like it was oozing chocolate, and proceeded to buy several of the variety, only to discover after leaving the store that they were most definitely NOT chocolate. I don’t know how long it will take me to learn that Asia just doesn’t do chocolate, but I am forever hopeful.

We walked around the district for several hours, ducking into an assortment of shops to avoid the rain that insisted on being present for the duration of our stay in Xi’an. But despite our sogginess, and a small adventure with a pedicab driver who managed to get arrested by the local police — while we were still on his cab — we had a really amazing time. The street food was truly incredible (and hugely varied) and the narrow streets spattered with old mosques and historic homes was a delightful change to the general sprawling enormity of Beijing. I will certainly be making the 14-hour train trip again to continue my explorations.

(Hasselblad) Photographs!

Shortly before coming to China I bought a new toy. A prized toy. A toy I have wanted ever since I learned they existed 14 years ago. A 1984 500C/M Hasselblad camera. Since coming to China I have been occasionally bringing out the (very heavy) beast of a camera on our outings to do some photography.

Here are some favorites from recent photographic expeditions on the streets of Beijing. Nothing is done digitally (minus a small (poorly done) light leak fix on the dragon picture). All photos were taken on Kodak color slide film.

At Tianamen Square, looking at Mao's mausoleum

At Tianamen Square, looking at Mao's mausoleum

Tianamen Square, facing Mao

Tianamen Square, facing Mao

798 Art District

798 Art District

Graffiti at 798

Graffiti at 798

Here there be bicycles

Blue Doors.

Food, glorious food. Part 7

Sweet noodle-y goodness

Noodle-making in Xi’an!

One of the highlights of our trip to Xi’an was undoubtedly the amazing foods. I think I am going to have to split this up in to a few different food posts, there was just so much goodness to go around.

First up, the noodle-making. Just outside the Terracotta Warriors we walked down a rainy pedestrian street filled with vendors and restaurants. It must have been a slow day because a number of restaurant owners came out into the street to entice us in a not un-pushy manner to patronize their establishments (truly pushy even by our revised Chinese standards). We had been planning to go back inside the city walls for our lunch, but my curiosity got the better of me and I was intrigued by a loud slapping noise. I wandered towards a man hand-pulling and, for lack of a better word, slapping, large amounts of dough onto a table in front of him. We perused the restaurant’s menu and, wanting to stay out of the rain, decided to lunch early on a menu of dumplings and “beef with noodle dish”.

I wasn’t really sure what I had ordered but I went outside back to my dough-man to see what he would concoct. What the man created, in mere seconds, was a fresh vermicelli-like noodle that he made (it seemed impossible even as I was watching him) by stretching the dough in a cats-cradle-like manner. I was truly amazed at the speed and skill with which he crafted the delicate noodles (behold his impressive skills in the video below). After their preparation the thin, fresh noodles were served in a flavorful but light beef broth laced with scallions. The dish itself was simple and delicious, perfect for our cold and water-logged selves. Total cost: 10¥ ($1.46)

Xi’an by train in rain

Everyone we spoke to about traveling to Xi’an told us “Go, but only stay a day. Besides the Terracotta warriors, there isn’t anything to do.” But after a very rainy weekend in the capital of China’s ancient dynasties we discovered that the city of 8.2 million has a lot more to offer than the 82 million terracotta warrior tchotchkes that have invaded every gift shop in the province.

terracotta warriors

We left for Xi’an on an overnight train from Beijing Friday night and arrived early Saturday morning. This was merely a 14-hour train ride, so we didn’t spring for the more luxurious and pricier soft sleeper car that we enjoyed during our 50-hour train from Lhasa, settling instead for the “hard sleeper.” We slept fitfully on the top bunk, about 7 feet off the floor but only two feet from the ceiling, and pulled into the Xi’an train station with a jolt.

We wasted no time getting to the main attraction and hopped a bus to see the Terracotta Warriors. The Army is quite a site to behold, and put into its historical context is a remarkable bit of archeology. Constructed two millennia ago by the first emperor of China Qin Shi Huangdi, the army of more than 8,000 life-size soldiers was buried underground until farmers drilling a well in 1974 happened to find these imperial guardians. Inside it’s crowded with tourists and outside throngs of hawkers offer cheap souvenirs, but the site itself is awesome.

There is a “historical film” which depicts a dramatized version of the battles and events that led to the terracotta army’s construction that was shot in the 80s with an amazing panoramic camera. It’s projected onto the walls of a circular room giving you a full 360 degree view of the action.

We spent the night at the Shuyuan International Youth Hostel which is just inside the formidable, 2,000 year old city wall. Our 50 kuai (about $7.33) beds came with free wifi, a free beer and coffee each, plenty of lounge space, and a veritable menagerie of in-house pets including a cat, fish, songbirds and a turtle.

With the rain increasing, the next day we went off to see the nearby tomb of Emperor Jingdi, who ruled about a century after Qin Shi Huangdi. Jingdi had a very different administrative style than his predecessor. While Huang unified China by force, outlawed Confucianism and buried scholars alive, Jing ruled following the Daoist principle of wu wei – non-action and non-interference – and reduced taxes, cut military spending and reformed the criminal code.

However, Jing’s Daoist sensibilities did not prevent him from also building a ridiculously lavish tomb for himself and his mistress. Instead of an army of warriors, Jing had an army of terracotta servants, animals and concubines crafted and buried in giant pits surrounding his burial mound. Only a few of the pits have been excavated but the museum sits right on top the ongoing dig. The pits have been glassed over and you can stand directly over the site and get a close up view of thousands of artifacts. My favorite was a chamber full of meticulously lined up pigs, horses, goats and dogs.

Despite the rain and warnings of boredom, we were sad to leave Xi’an Sunday night, but very glad we’d given the city more than the cursory visit most tourists do.

A new look!

As you may have noticed, we’ve decided to go with a new look for our blog. Largely because the old format did not allow for a search function. NOW our blog comes with more ways to search! More links to click! In short…more procrastination fodder!

Let us know what you think of the new look and features, we love all your feedback.

Love,
Stepho and Crank

A Great Wall.

Stepho and The Wall.

Last week we mentioned going on a hike with a group called the Beijing Hikers to the Yellow Grass Plateau. We recently went on another amazing trip with the same group, this time to a less known section on the Great Wall. We hiked a 20 km (12 mile) section of the wall from Gubeiko (古北口) to Jinshaling (金山岭) to Simatai (司马台). The visit was spectacular and truly awe-inspiring at times. While the day was a bit warm and hazy, it was still clear enough to see miles into the distance and appreciate the true enormity of the wall.

The 4,000 mile-long construction project lasted centuries and claimed an estimated 2 to 3 MILLION lives during it’s making. At it’s peak during the Ming Dynasty it was guarded by over one million men. Walking along the parapets it seemed it would be a lonely task, guarding that wall, which looks into a beautiful but largely uninhabited valley. We visited the wall right at the time of year the fruit trees blossom, so all around the valley were beautiful wild apricot trees blanketed in bright white flowers.

A Great Wall.

A Great Wall.

The Hi-Phone and black market cells

While Apple has yet to reach a deal with any of China’s telecoms to distribute its iPhone, the cellular black marketeers have sprung up to fill the void. It looks like the iPhone. It works like the iPhone. It even says “iPhone” on it. But it’s not an iPhone. It’s a Hi-Phone!

Hi-Phone comparison

The New York Times recently did a great piece on black market cellphones, or “shanzhai” cell phones. According to the Times, it costs about $40 to make one of these knockoff cell phones. The best retail offer I could find for a Hi-Phone was around 600 kuai, or about 90 bucks.

While these lookalikes are decidedly not iPhones, they actually have some considerable functionalities that the JesusPhone lacks. They’ve got removable batteries. They can accommodate two SIM cards. They have expandable storage. The phones are not locked to any provider. They even come in “Mini” sizes!

And they really do work. While the interface isn’t as sleek as Apple’s polished product, the touchscreen does respond to taps, swipes and even pinches. I touched the camera app and was able to take pictures.

Still, the sales people got a little testy when I started snapping too many pictures and I had one clerk snatch the demo product away from my prying lens and hands. While the Chinese authorities have yet to respond to these illegal counterfeits, legitimate Chinese handset makers are complaining about their underground, and untaxed, competition. In the mean time thousands of vendors unabashedly hock these phones everyday in broad daylight. So if the iPhone is too expensive for you, just let me know.

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