Souse (St. Vincent and Grenadines version). My house.

A big thank you to my old colleague St. Kitts and Nevis’ own Anthony for introducing me to Alshika.  Once again, Facebook and the fact I’ve been here far too long has paid off and I ended up with some great food and somebody who can introduce me to further Caribbean adventures.  Big up both of you!

As a foreigner in Taiwan, you often get asked “What do you miss most about <insert country of birth here>.  Inevitably, people will say food, sense of humour that kind of thing which is of course true. I don’t want to wear my political hat here, but what I miss is my country as it was all those years ago, not the creature it has become.

 I’m sure inner city UK peeps will recognize this scene. A mother with her kid is dealing with some level of officialdom, like the post office or something. Mother is talking to official with a beautiful cut glass almost English rose type accent, with a slight Caribbean lilt.  Her kid does something that gets on her nerves, and seconds later she transforms and cusses out the poor child with the roughest, most colourful back a yard slang that you can imagine. I genuinely miss that stuff. The imagery conjured up by patois is often hilarious. Obviously Caribbean culture has had a massive effect on the UK over the years (me included), and in the last 15 or so years, the food has become more mainstream and easily available in supermarkets.

Which, in a roundabout way, brings me to souse. You get it all over the Caribbean, and there as many different versions as there are islands. I would never say that what I just ate was, the only way to have it. Finding any West Indian food in Taiwan in itself is hard enough – but to get it so expertly done, manchild- another win on the slightly obscure food front. Amazing stuff, truly.

Shika very graciously prepared it for me in her secret bunker somewhere in Hsinchu area (her day job is a small catering and dessert business that I will share at the end), and had it sent to my corrugated iron lean-to shack in Xindian. It is served at room temperature, a mix of (in this case) pork bones, cucumber and red onions. There was a slight spice to it, but it was very refreshing.  The photos you see here were taken by Shika herself and you can see it visually is also very appealing.

I really don’t know what else to add, it was comfort food, like your grandma might make- and just stunning. Luckily for me I ordered too much and I’ve got leftovers for the next week. Calling what I have leftovers, makes it sound like it will hang around like an embarrassment in the fridge. I assure you, given chance I’d have it for every meal. A shame it is going to run out.

As it was a special order, there is no set menu or pricing, but I’ve said to Shika she should do it more often and she is considering doing something once a month as well as her dessert business. If you get the chance, please, if you are adventurous, take her up on it.  I doubt you will regret it.

Her Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/shikastreats2016/

Faha’s Kitchen vs. This Café

Now this was something I never expected, I firstly want to give a hat tip to Jennifer one of my FB friends and also part of the FB group TW Foodies for introducing Faha to me. I would never have found out about this without your help.

Hands up, if you are familiar with the cuisine of The Gambia.  Yeah, you didn’t see that one coming did you?  My guess is that for the vast majority of Westerners, and Asians,  African food goes as far as Moroccan, South African and (at a push) Ethiopian. How many can visualize where it is on the map?

I have no shame in admitting to being very much in the dark until I tried this.

Faha is a Gambian lady working out of Zhonghe and currently only offers deliveries, and at the time of writing had been running the kitchen for three weeks after the birth of her daughter. Though I myself am not religious, Faha is a Muslim and thus, all her food is halal, which is a boon for the many Muslims we have in Taiwan. There is no FB presence yet, but that’s something she is working on. As dining alone is not something I wanted to do again, I roped in my cohorts over at This Café to join in. They had previously given me the lowdown on Santorini Souvlaki across the road (my first installment) Jed the owner, is pretty adventurous when it comes to food, he recently had the chance to eat Ethiopian food via his wife’s colleague’s husband who is Ethiopian (say that out loud, it makes more sense than in print- damn, I’d kill to get acquainted with that guy- I saw the photos). Jed had previously been a software engineer or something, before giving it up four years ago to start his coffee shop. Also along for the ride was Apple, a former model, who has worked there since the place opened.  Lovely people, both of them. And they know their coffee.

I wasn’t expecting to meet her today, but Faha herself came with the meal. There is a set meal for each day, and as we ate on a Thursday- it was benechin that was the order of the day. Absolutely no preconceptions from any of us but, flipping heck fire minds were blown, it was ridiculously delicious. As you can see from the picture at the top there, it looks suspiciously like Chinese fried rice with beef, but saying that would do it no justice. There is a hint of spice in there somewhere in the background, but doesn’t in any way build or overwhelm. The portions were massive and it is shockingly cheap. I polished off mine, Jed had promised his wife he would save her some but was finding it too moreish and Apple had eaten a fair bit before remembering she had told her boyfriend she was bringing some home. I returned for my morning latte on Friday and boyf and wife respectively had both enjoyed what they had eaten.

Eating in the small environment of This Café, all the old Aunties, the software engineering types from Gigabyte and HTC around the corner, everybody asked what it was. When we told them, every single person was incredulous. The menu got passed around to about 15 people before I left.

Please show this lady some love, she deserves to get famous. If the Thursday menu is anything to go by, and I’m sure it is, you cannot go wrong.

her menu and phone/ line details

Oh and This Cafe’s address New Taipei City, Xindian District, 文化路No. 2 這咖啡

I also had a latte- 65NT

That’s lucky seven!

Czech Food – Divaldo

Czech Food- Divaldo

Today’s entry is a little different from my usual shtick where I affectionately mock my dining companions, as it is somewhat bittersweet. It is a case of “hello new dining experience, goodbye my friend” as todays guest got a promotion and is heading back to his native Tokyo.

Taipei has a very sizable Japanese community, and of course there are historical links which I can’t be bothered to go into here, because this is a blog about “man eats food and has a bit of a laugh while doing it’.  Unfortunately, there is very little crossover between the Japanese people living here and the English speaking foreign community which I’ve always felt was a big shame. I have yet to meet a Japanese person I disliked, always extremely polite, generous to a fault and incredibly friendly if the language barrier can be overcome. And T-san is no exception. He had been a student of mine for four or so years, having lived in Shanghai previously and found Taipei refreshing. I am used to the grumbles we big noses have about living in Taiwan, but to hear the gripes from a Japanese perspective are genuinely laugh out loud funny. T-san actually said that Taiwan can be difficult for some Japanese to live in because of the lack of order they are used to back home, although they do enjoy it a lot. The organized confusion of Shanghai prepared him well.

Anyway, he wanted to drink beer and I wanted to try the Czech restaurant I’d heard about, so I was killing two birds with one stone. So an Englishman and a Japanese fella walk into a Czech bar in Taiwan… I feel there is a punch line in there somewhere, but I’m stumped. If you have anything- do help me out in the comments.

I had been to this venue before in its previous incarnation as a bar run by lank-haired Taipei institution Professor Gary. I feel that 100 years from now, people will still tell tales of the Prof, and even may run walking tours to where the great man had visited.  I will visit his most recent enterprise at a later date for this blog, when I cover British food.

A small and cozy venue, a little off on a little side street that could be hard to find- Divaldo offers Pilsner on tap (I’m not a drinker but assured by T-san it was fantastic), lovely food and a film night on Thursdays. The décor is very dark, but suits the place and what they do; on the wall they were projecting the 1943 Baron Munchhausen film which also suits the arty vibe.

Food wise, my thoughts were it was going to be a dumpling fest, that wasn’t true but I ran into the problem of the menu being in Czech and Chinese. Toddler Bao was with us and she had commandeered my phone so was unable to translate what we were eating, but it was fries with a kind of schnitzel with cheese sauce, look at the menu pic and you’ll see the unpronounceable nature of it.  Wonderful stuff though, I’d recommend it highly.

Smazeny syr se sunkou. Yep, answers on a postcard please.

I’ve also been ordered by a medical professional to put on weight, so I also had dessert, a sticky toffee pudding which I forgot to take a picture of, as the conversation was too riveting. Oops!

I am genuinely going to miss T-san, we hadn’t spoken for some months after I left my job last summer, but nothing had changed. Knowing he isn’t on the island is going to be pretty sad, as he is one of the few people who have made the transition from “student” to “friend”. When coming to pay, he wouldn’t hear of me paying my way as he had been so thankful for my classes.  Thank you very much sir for the fun lessons, the informed conversation and indeed the valuable professional advice you gave me.  To show the measure the man, he said “When you come to Tokyo” (not “if”) “I and my family will absolutely show you around”. Safe travels my friend.

If my google machine is working correctly: どうもありがとうございました

Prices: Good question!

Unpronounceable meat dish 280 (2x)

Fries for the bairn 140

Dessert 180

Drinks- I dunno once again.

Divaldo- No. 6, Lane 81, Chongde Street, Xinyi District

Closest MRT is Liuzhangli but a wee walk from there.

I apologize for the wonky picture at the top, I had Toddler Bao on one arm doing the squirm dance and I never got chance to take a second picture.

Danish food Tulip Timeout

Ah, hot dogs.  One of the few fast foods that I’ve never got on with. Maybe it goes back to being a kid in the UK of the 80’s when a hot dog meant, a limp uninspiring sausage (oo-er missus!) that had been boiled to imperfection, a boring bun, too much ketchup and if you were lucky: onions.  Getting a hot dog for lunch was for me akin to getting Al Capone for tax evasion. I mean it’s OK I guess, but…

It seems for many Taiwanese it is much the same. Hot dogs are a cheap and nasty thing you get in the 7-11, and only worth spending about 1.50USD on. Over the years, I’ve seen several hot dog places come and go in Taiwan where the business plan seemed to be “They like burgers, they like pizza, lets open a hot dog shop!”, not knowing the already mentioned association with cheap and nasty.  Local people ( who are of course the core audience) were never going to spend nearly 10USD on a hot dog. As business plans go it would be the same as “they like clarinets, they like oboes, let’s open a crumhorn shop!”  Now there may very well be people who do enjoy the dulcet tones of the crumhorn, but everyone who wants one will have bought theirs in the first two weeks. As business slows, the business moves into crumhorn repair and when that is over, for a final hurrah, they start selling bassoons.

Enter Tulip Timeout: a Danish hot dog place which bucks the trend. Dining with me today was a man who needs no introduction, mostly because it was just me, and I’m not that interesting. I’m kinda tall, and I can I write stuff. Anyhoo, everybody is now properly back to work after the coronavirus shenanigans you may have heard about. 

I’ve been here several times and always ordered the traditional pork burger, which is always a treat. Unfortunately I found today, the Gongguan branch has sadly closed so I had to hotfoot it across town to Taipei’s own den of the feckless and the wretched: Ximending. I thought I’d take one for the team and try a hot dog. If it all fails, I only had to do it once, right?

I ordered the triple cheese hot dog, and as part of the combo, fries and lemon tea. There are lots of different hot dogs available: names mentioned include the Viking, the Classic,the Thor, the Danish (which in hindsight I should have gone for just because of the challenge) the burger I mentioned earlier and now a few more traditional burgers. There are vegetarian options too, but hey I’m just one guy with a very small appetite at the moment. Drinks on offer were all standard soft drinks, so Sprite, Coke, so nothing that screamed DANISH! at me. You could upgrade the fries to cheese fries if required.

Triple Cheese Hot Dog

I’m probably going to come back, but it was more the location of the Gongguan branch that drew me there, because I go to that area very often. Granted, it is good stuff, the sausage was long, slender and meaty (stop it!!), everything worked- but I’m not in the habit of going over to that side of town. Although, I may have been convinced that hot dogs are not a force for evil.

That’s five! Sort of 10% done!

Price: 174NT

Ximen (No. 6, Chengdu Road) MRT exit 1

New Zealand Food KGB Burgers

I will give a disclaimer here right off the bat. I can’t give an objective review of this place because I’ve been coming here for years, I know one of the owners and on nodding terms with the other,  I’ll more than likely be here a few times during this experiment, and will carry on coming after the year has finished.  But it IS foreign cuisine, so it counts. So there.

With all that out of the way: I’ll get back to my usual programming.

My guest today was Wallet loser- in- Chief and earworm enthusiast, The Absent Minded Professor, a woman so adept at losing things; she should have her own TV show. I envisage AMP walking around a barren landscape with the week’s featured item she will lose. Whether it is a spatula or an ocean liner, she will find a way, and it will make for compelling viewing.

AMP was running characteristically late, having lost her shoes in a strange mix up in a bakery, two towns over. I wanted to have chinwag with the owner, but unfortunately he wasn’t around today, and I was left to my own devices. A shame because Antoni is one of the most laid back people in existence, ask him about his knowledge of bladed weaponry- astonishing stuff. He is actually part of a rough quiz team collective I’m part of which also includes Boo Lion (from my jaunt at Tibet Kitchen), Mizz Patty Mudd and Dr. Colossus (who may be part of this nonsense at a later date). AMP arrived, flustered as ever, and we set about ordering food.

In keeping with the spirit of my mission, I ordered something that is the most Kiwi thing I could find. In the absence of “fush and chups” I settled with the Kiwi Mate. All burgers are your choice of meat (chicken or beef) or vegan (two different patties), and can even have no bun, but wrapped in a Japanese leaf. A choice of salad or fries. The Kiwi Mate is beetroot, pineapple and egg which I was assured is very Kiwi. AMP herself is vegan, and I decided to go vegetarian as I’ve been a bit too meaty recently. I have eaten vegetables numerous times in the past without ill effects, I DID buy a cardigan, but that was more to do with the weather being a bit chilly rather than a reaction to a plant based meal. AMP went for the Tuesday special the K2. Both were excellent as always. Drinks-wise I had a smoothie, again excellent, and good in unseasonably warm weather we’ve been having in Taipei this week. AMP had coffee, I heard no complaints there either.

Kiwi Mate
Smoothie

We chatted about the obvious, the theatrical and the mundane as well as possible other venues for my food quest which has thrown up a few interesting choices. It seems that on paper I can do MORE than 52, but we will have to see. We left, all possessions intact, and agreed to meet up again at a later date.

That’s four done.

 Will I go back? Well, as I said above that is a given. Prices good, décor, music, atmosphere all fine. Always have a nice clientele.

Prices

Kiwi Mate 280

Smoothie 1 120

K2 burger 240

Coffee I forgot to ask!

Address: No. 5, Lane 114, Shida Road, 大安區台北市106 Taipower Building MRT exit 3 is your best bet.

La Caja de Musica =Spanish Food

Its early days, but I had to break my 500NT rule because it was my wedding anniversary. Now I know that it sounds like pure gorgonzola to get married on Valentine’s Day, but it really was the only day available for the Church in Guam where we married. Really, you can ask Mrs. Bao.

As Saturday 15th was a working day in Taiwan, because of the local government’s habit of giving people an extra day off for public holidays, only for you to have to make it up at a later date, we left it to Saturday night.

Spanish food may not sound too exotic to anyone reading outside Taiwan, but for many Taiwanese I can see it raising eyebrows in quiet admiration. My wife is not particularly adventurous when it comes to food, but she enjoys paella which I’d say is a safe bet for Taiwanese people who are trying to broaden their horizons a bit. Familiar looking enough to be safe, yet unusual enough to be an exotic choice.

Anyway, we opted for La Caja de Musica after a recommendation from one of my army of friends called Cat which I’d been told was Spanish food done well.  I have to say it was beyond good, like super-good. We had the Spanish omelet as an appetizer and the small paella which the owner said would be good for three. Mrs. Bao has hollow legs so she felt it was a bit small for three people, we polished it off quite easily but were satisfied.  We were slightly limited by having to bring toddler Bao, who tried the cheese and nuts appetizer and a few pieces of bread. Drinks-wise I had a Sprite, but the missus foxed me by going all experimental and having a kalimotxo.

Spanish omelet
Cheese and nuts

As love was in the air, topics of conversation for the evening included “Have you paid the phone bill yet?”, “I am going to exercise on Tuesday” and also the killer “Oh, we have to go to Family Mart later, my stuff has arrived”. And they say romance is dead…

I wish I could say we rounded out the evening with Mrs. Bao downing half a barrel of grog and then taking on a crew of angry Spanish fishermen and dock workers, bare knuckle, but it wasn’t the case. I had a bath, she went to Family Mart, and then finished up a PowerPoint for work on Monday.

Rock and Roll…

Would I go back? Man, in a heartbeat. A bit pricey to go regularly, but definitely worth going back. The guys running the place are extremely nice, clearly very into their business and really good with the bairn, which I thought was probably a bit outside their usual Saturday night.

Three down.

Spanish omelet 120NT

Cheese and nuts 100NT

Paella was 1350NT          

Sprite 80NT

Kalimotxo 180NT

No. 18, Alley 3, Lane 138, Chang’an West Road, Datong District, Taipei City, 103. If you are going by MRT, Zhongshan is your best bet.

Tibet Kitchen

Next up, it was Tibetan food at the aforementioned Tibet Kitchen. I had actually passed this place many many times and thought to myself “Oooh, I’ll try that”, never got round to it, and thought the same again when I passed it later.

Before the visit, I had no real impression of what the food would be like. The few Tibetans I’ve met over the years, combined with the anecdotes from long termers here about the old days, have led me to think of Tibetans as hardy folk, who are truly hard as nails. I wondered if that would be reflected in the food.

Dining with me, was my old mucker TheBoolion a gentleman who can legitimately say he has seen all the 1000 films you should see before you die. Honestly, you can try to be all intellectual and say stuff like “Yes well..HAVE you seen Professor Challinor’s 1963 documentary on the medicinal benefits of skunk spray hmmm? HMMMM?”  Boo will reply “Not only have I seen that, but I’ve also heard his lecture tour where he gave a series of rebuttals to his earlier work”.  

And he wouldn’t be lying.

Boo is also a vegetarian, which is important here because again, my initial impressions of the food were it would probably be a hardy meat festival. Luckily, Tibet Kitchen does cater to vegetarians, and there are also Indian dishes on the menu. As Boo isn’t doing the challenge he was happy to have Indian.

I however, went full Tibet and had the beef shaptak (choice of chicken or beef), which I can only describe as being what a Chinese stir fry would be like if it had come from India. Very nice indeed.  I ordered tingmo to go with it, which is very doughy bread that kind of looks like a mantou, same consistency  and everything but ridiculously filling. For those of you across the seas, a mantou is a steamed bun thing which is popular here and are generally eaten for breakfast.

So would I go again? Yeah prob’ly. Décor as you would expect, picture of the Dalai Lama, TV screen showing Tibetan language music videos (like you’d get in an Indian restaurant). Staff as polite and unintrusive as you’d want.  Exotic enough I guess to be outside my norm. So yeah, thumbs up.

The end is so close. 50 to go!

217, Section 2, HePing East Road, Taipei City

Prices around 250

Boo had the lunch set that came with drink, naan and main for 220

Greek Food

I’m going to start with this, I should probably have started in January, but I had some anxiety issues which made me put this on a back burner for a bit. Anyhoo…

So, yeah… As far as I know there are very few options for Greek food in Taiwan and what with me starting this project off, and it being pretty close to my house I figured it was a winner.
The location of the restaurant (at the time of writing it is not on Google maps, but 231, New Taipei City, Xindian District, 文化路No. 2 這咖啡 opposite this) was previously a place which can only be described as a location where a Taiwanese recycling fairy lived. Sometime last year, the old man passed away leaving the place dormant for a while. My good friends over at This Café (great coffee, very knowledgeable) are opposite and Mr. K being the Oracle of the street knew that Santori Souvlaki was going to move in over Chinese New Year.
Mr. K warned me though “He (the owner) is a very nice guy, food is good. He is Canadian but he talks a lot”
Now as I’ve been having trouble with Uncle Angst, this set off alarm bells. I’m not anti-social, but I AM introverted. Couple that with medication making me look lost and distant, I wanted to try his food, but not give the impression that I’m a moody pain in the arse because I’m not talking much.
Fast forward a few days of me doing the “should I, shouldn’t I” dance, and as a new restaurant he needed customers, me feeling crap about not going in, I finally bit the bullet. I armed myself with an equally talkative Canadian and her husband, just to be on the safe side.
True to form, he did indeed talk a lot. He is clearly very passionate about his food, and you can tell if you go there he really knows his stuff. I had Ms. V along who gave him a run for his money in the talking stakes.
What did we eat? I remember we had calamari to share, I had a seafood souvlaki, and they both had lamb. The squid was prepared better than you would usually find in Taiwan, and it was cheap. As I say, I’m, not really a reviewer. I’d say go there, nice atmosphere, got the stuff you’d expect on the walls.

Edit: See? That shows you how inexperienced I am at this blogging lark. I forgot the prices.

The three souvlakis came in at under 200NT each, as was the calamari,  two orange juices (Large) 80NT each. I remember total price was 950NT for the three of us.

One down only 51 to go.