I'm Back (Handan Style)

Hello, folks. Good to be back.

With the exception of a brief appearance to share two videos as commentary on a special (political) day in the U.S. two years ago, it has been nearly two and half years since I was at least semi-regularly posting here. Health issues, technical issues, and . . . . issues with issues played a role. If you're a first-time reader here, welcome! If you're an old reader, welcome back and sorry for the disappearance! I had always expected some sort of grand post if I ever needed to stop for whatever reason or there was a major change, but given the situation had I been up to writing such a post I probably wouldn't have stopped posting in the first place. I would like to delve more into that and what brings me back to this space, but I fear if I try to write such a post (tome) now it will severely delay getting the ball rolling here. As I want to prioritize the rolling, perhaps that grand post I'd ideally like to write will appear in pieces as the ball goes where it goes.

So I will restart this blogging adventure with something light, easy, and tasty as well. I went to a folder with most of my photos and semi-randomly selected one of the more than 100 cities I've explored in China. When I opened my eyes, I saw it was Handan, a city in Hebei province I visited in 2010 in no small part just because it happened to be on the train route as I headed south from Shijiazhuang. Handan has appeared previously in this blog years ago when I shared an experience observing the shopping behavior of several young women (very much related to some prior research I had conducted elsewhere in China) that concluded with a big bowl of duck heads we all ate (not as related to any formal research I had conducted elsewhere in China). I also featured a restaurant there with a nifty donkey logo where I tried my first donkey dumplings. I also had a couple of experiences in Handan that remain especially remarkable to me even now, but they deserve more care and time to tell. Instead I will share one of my more everyday experiences which my photos captured.

One day in Handan I stumbled upon a street with a row of food stalls. It was easy to decide an inexpensive lunch would be happening there.

After choosing a stall, I placed an order and had a clear view of its preparation.

Even while I waited, there was no reason to be bored. The al fresco dining provided an excellent view of the happenings at the other food stalls.

Soon my order had arrived and I had a freshly prepared bowl of gǎn miànpí (擀面皮).

I'm not able to find a standard translation for this dish, so I will go with the somewhat literal translation "rolled noodle skins". A similarly named dish is local to Shaanxi province, but this seemingly either isn't the same thing or had been significantly modified. These type of noodles / (non-meat) skins have a chewy texture and similar can be found in other dishes elsewhere in China. To be honest, I can't definitively remember my impressions of the dish, but I'm sure I enjoyed the overall experience regardless.

And . . . that is that. Again, it feels great to post here once again after all of this time. I have no shortage of material for future posts on both lighter and quite serious matters. I don't expect the themes of the blog  to significantly change from before, at least in the near future. More soon, really.