Walking through the narrow alleyways of Shanghai, the scent of star anise and soy sauce wafts from a tiny family-run eatery, instantly transporting me back to my childhood in rural Sichuan. My grandfather used to tell stories while stirring a simmering pot of mapo tofu, explaining how each dish held centuries of wisdom, a testament to China\they were threads woven into the fabric of our lives, capturing eras of dynasties, migrations, and everyday resilience. Today, as I see chefs and home cooks dusting off faded cookbooks and reviving these forgotten treasures, it feels like a homecoming—a way to honor ancestors while savoring flavors that modern fast food can\it\secret sauces, like the one for red-braised pork that requires three days of marinating. It\it\it\you\ll sip stories. Let\s keep this flame alive, one authentic bite at a time.
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