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Making Noodles and Dumplings: A Photo Essay

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One of my new classes invited me to their dumpling party to celebrate the New Years. Eating dumplings and noodles is tradition to bring luck to the new year. As students don’t have a kitchen at their disposal they rented one to use at a nearby restaurant. It was my first time to have full run of a kitchen and interesting for me to see how things are laid out.

I walked into the restaurant a little late to find my students already eagerly making the dumplings They had prepared the fillings earlier. One was pork with veggies, one was celery and cabbage with a little meat and the third was a mushroom mixture.
I walked into the restaurant a little late to find my students already eagerly stuffing the dumplings. They had prepared the fillings earlier. One was pork with veggies, one was celery and cabbage with a little meat and the third was a mushroom mixture.

They made over 300 dumplings for a group of about 25. I made a few myself.
They made over 300 dumplings for a group of about 25. I made a few myself under the watchful eye of one student who was a dumpling master and made these beautiful designs out of the wrappers.

Helen, another teacher who is from Xinjiang, made these special Xinjiang noodles.
Helen, another teacher who is from Xinjiang, a region in northwest China, made these special Xinjiang noodles.

 
She prepped them at home and coiled them into strands for easy transportation. But I thought it looked quite beautiful.
She prepped them at home and coiled them into strands for easy transportation. But I thought it looked quite beautiful.

At the restaurant each strand was carefully removed, then stretched a little too make the noodles thinner and longer.
At the restaurant each strand was carefully removed, then stretched a little too make the noodles thinner and longer.

 
Then each strand was arpped around her hand and pulled and stretched, and banged on the table to make really long, thin strings. These noodles are called la mian, or hand pulled noodles.
Then each strand was wrapped around her hands and pulled and stretched, and banged on the table to make really long, thin strings. These noodles are called la mian, or hand pulled noodles.

Then the laoban, or boss, cooked the noodles in boiling water. He cooled them quickly, no more than a minute, and immediately threw them in a bowl of cold water. (Which you can see at the bottom of the picture.)
Then the laoban, or boss, cooked the noodles in boiling water. He cooked them quickly, no more than a minute, and immediately threw them in a bowl of cold water. (Which you can see at the bottom of the picture.)

 
Then the teacher got a new wok and added some meat, veggies and a variety of seasonings and oils which were in these stainless steel containers next to the cooking area.
Then the teacher got a new wok and added some meat, veggies and a variety of seasonings and oils which were in these stainless steel containers next to the cooking area.

Then she threw in the noodles, fried it for a minute, then it was ready to go. The students attacked the bowl of noodles like they hadn't eaten in weeks. Luckily, because I was taking pictures, I was close to the bowl and got one of the first servings. Since the weather was nice, me and a few students went outside to enjoy our lunch.
Then she threw in the noodles, fried it for a minute, then it was ready to go. The students attacked the bowl of noodles like they hadn’t eaten in weeks. Luckily, because I was taking pictures, I was close to the bowl and got one of the first servings. Since the weather was nice, me and a few students went outside to enjoy our lunch.

 
Then, of course, there was the dumplings to still deal with. The laoban cooked them up in batches, boiling them for a few minutes then immediately serving them.
Then, of course, there was the dumplings to deal with. The laoban cooked them up in batches, boiling them for a few minutes then immediately serving them.

Then a few students made some of their hometown's special dishes to share.
Then a few students made some of their hometown’s special dishes to share.

 
There was plenty of food for everyone, and even way too many dumplings for the group to eat. At one point, when I was sitting stuffed, unable to eat more, I heard screams coming from the kitchen. I ran in to the students watching the laoban chopping up a frog for someone else's dinner. It's legs still twitching on the chopping block. I took that as my cue to leave and get ready to celebrate New Years Eve with friends in Hangzhou.
There was plenty of food for everyone, and even way too many dumplings for the group to eat. At one point, when I was sitting stuffed, unable to eat more, I heard screams coming from the kitchen. I ran in to the students watching the laoban chop up a frog for someone else’s dinner, it’s legs still twitching on the chopping block. I took that as my cue to leave and get ready to celebrate New Years Eve with friends in Hangzhou. While I had my fill of lucky dumplings for the new year, the frog wasn’t as lucky as the rest of us!

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  1. Ashley

    I literally dream of Xinjiang noodles. Every year when I go back to China to visit, it’s one of the first things I eat. I also had a lot of fun the time one of my students taught me how to make dumplings. Great post!

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  2. Monica

    Xinjang noodles are my favorite! There is a tiny little place by my school that makes them and it makes me so happy! I want to try making dumplings!

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  3. Becky

    Thanks guys!
    I joke that Xinjiang Noodle places are to China what Chinese restaurant are to America. That is, you can find one wherever you go in China, even the tiniest little town will have a Xinjiang noodle place slinging the dough and pulling out noodles. We have one right near the school gate too, and almost every time I go I see another foreigner there (despite having just a few foreigners in my city). I had a hunch these places would be big in the west, and based on both of you saying how much you like it, the hunch is growing stronger.
    Maybe I’ll learn to make the noodles someday, go back to america and make a million bucks selling them! 😉

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