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More pig uterus, Vicar?

Uncle B had a business appointment in London today. I went with, so we could visit the happiest place on earth — I mean, of course, Wing Yip.

These are the guys who supply all the Chinese restaurants in the UK, pretty much. Here you can buy hundredweight sacks of rice, gallons of soy sauce, great sawn tree-rings to use for chopping blocks, wicked sharp cleavers engraved all down the blade with Chinese characters. There are iron woks from omelette size to great rice boats.

There’s one whole long aisle of nothing but ramen noodles.

Oh, I love Wing Yip. Most of our day-to-day cups, plates and bowls are Wing Yip-ware — if it’s good enough for the chinko on the corner, it’s good enough for mustelids. The staff is friendly, even if we are reduced to communication via squeaks and gestures, and they have everything. Where else are you going to get frozen pig uterus?

We dropped nigh on a hundred quid today — which, let me tell you, is a hell of a lot of pot noodles.

sock it to me

Comments


Comment from Gromulin
Time: August 3, 2010, 10:26 pm

So…like a Chinese Ikea – Costco?

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: August 3, 2010, 10:40 pm

I don’t know; are they aimed primarily at trade?

In the States, I ordered exotic ingredients from some place on the left coast that served the restaurant trade. San Fran, probably. I don’t remember. Rice, soy…even with the shipping charges, it was cheaper than buying local. And you got the real thing.

Wing Yip has an online presence, too, but shipping is so damned expensive here, it’s usually not worth it.

 


Comment from gebrauchshund
Time: August 3, 2010, 11:33 pm

Does the pig uterus come on a stick?

 


Comment from dfbaskwill
Time: August 4, 2010, 12:13 am

Kung Pao chicken once a week for 27 years! At least I think its chicken. I’d love a store like that nearby. Visits to Phila. Chinatown are too cumbersome.

 


Comment from steve
Time: August 4, 2010, 1:35 am

I loves me some of those shrimp chips.

http://www.roundeyesupply.com/PhotoDetails.asp?ShowDESC=N&ProductCode=800181

Pig’s uterus?

Not so much!

 


Comment from Allen
Time: August 4, 2010, 2:14 am

Pence, now Quid. The next currency your going to throw at us is Quo, right? As in how many Quid in a Quo.

Pig’s uterus, can’t feature it. Pickled pig skin, oh yeah.

“Tastes like calamari,”

 


Comment from harrison
Time: August 4, 2010, 3:31 am

Does the pig uterus come on a stick?

It might have at one time.

 


Comment from scubafreak
Time: August 4, 2010, 7:23 am

I’ll stick with cracklin, thank you….

 


Comment from Steve Skubinna
Time: August 4, 2010, 8:43 am

You mean you can actually still buy a cleaver in Old Blighty? I thought knife control was the next big idea in social engineering there.

 


Comment from Bill (still the .00358% of your traffic that’s from Iraq) T
Time: August 4, 2010, 3:15 pm

I’ve seen how they dry rice after harvesting.

I’ll stick with Louisiana and Texas grown, thenkewveddymotch…

 


Comment from Monotone (The Elderish)
Time: August 4, 2010, 6:39 pm

ninja supply store….. never thought i’d see the day…..

 


Comment from Scubafreak
Time: August 4, 2010, 7:00 pm

Stoatie. Did you and UB catch any of that Aurora that was supposed to be over England last night? The pics I’ve seen were spectacular, I envy anyone who actually got to see it in person……

 


Comment from Skandia
Time: August 4, 2010, 8:59 pm

mustelids

I love the internet. I love blogs that give me new words. I love the Oxford English Dictionary.

must be the musk. MS. Weasel you are having noticeable effect.

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: August 4, 2010, 9:43 pm

I don’t think it was visible down quite this far, Scoob.

 


Comment from jw
Time: August 4, 2010, 9:49 pm

Awwwwwwwwww, man. 🙁

http://www.nydailynews.com/money/2010/08/02/2010-08-02_morrie_yohai_90_inventor_of_the_cheez_doodle_dies.html

R.I.P. Mr. Yohai.

 

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