#banmian

[abstrusepresentiments]

Top 1 Home Made Noodle @ Beauty World Food Centre, Bukit Timah

[jonnyha]

#板 #board #plank #shutter . #PanMee #板麵 #板面 #Banmian . #KualaLumpur #クアラルンプール #マレーシア #Malaysia #ペン習字 #筆ペン #漢字 #書道 #書法 #書遊 #毛筆 #墨 #習字 #日本文化 #筆文字 #文字 #和文化 #創作書道 #インスタ書道部 #書道好きな人と繋がりたい (at Restaurant Tai Siew (Pan Mee)) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn_lENCr6fJ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[respect-love33]

知って驚き！「ラーメン」に関する面白い雑学を大公開！

### 1-1. ラーメンの起源 ラーメンの歴史は、実は中国にも関係があるんです！なんと、ラーメンは中国の「拌麺（ばんめん）」から進化したとも言われています。明治時代に日本に伝わった際、どんぶりにお湯とスープを注ぎ、具材を加えて完成するスタイルが定着しました。そのため、日本のラーメンは「中華そば」とも呼ばれることがあるんですよ。つまり、ラーメンはちょっとした国際的な料理なんです！ ### 1-2. Origin of Ramen The history of ramen is actually linked to China! It is said that ramen evolved from the Chinese dish “banmian.” When it was brought to Japan during the Meiji era, it became popular…

[angelkoh-blog]

lunch. fish slice banmian

[perthfoodreview]

DRY CHILLI PAN MEE 🍜 // aud16 from Oriental Delights, Cockburn. It’s quite delicious - love the springy noodles. Unfortunately my egg wasn’t runny. This dish is only available for dine-in and cooked to order. On the look out for Pan Mee places since the Pan Mee place at Waterford Plaza has closed down. What are your favourite places for Pan Mian / Pan Mee? Wiki Trivia: “The name banmian (board/block noodle) came from the Hakka method of cutting the noodle into straight strands using a wooden block as ruler. In Hak, some might call it Man-Foon-Char-Guo (麵粉茶粿) or Dao-Ma-Chet (刀嬤切). In Hokkien, it was called Mee-Hoon-Kueh (麵粉粿; lit. "wheat snack") but what can be found at hawker stalls is generally called banmian. The current style is a mix between the traditional methods of Hakka and Hokkien. The Hakka initially made the noodle by shaving pieces off a block of dough, commonly made from flour (sometimes egg is added for more flavor), while the Hokkien would roll the dough into a large, flat piece that would then be torn by hand into bite-sized bits. Traditionally, the dough is hand-kneaded and torn into smaller pieces of dough (about 2 inches). The dough can also be kneaded using the machine into a variety of shapes, the most common shape being flat strips of noodle. Banmian is a culinary dish that is popular in China, Malaysia, Singapore and Taiwan. It consists of egg noodles served in a flavorful soup, often with some type of meat or fish, vegetables and various spices. Dried anchovies, minced pork, mushrooms, and a leafy vegetable such as sweet potato leaves or sayur manis (sauropus androgynus) are also possible ingredients. Dry chilli pan mee is a variant which was invented in Chow Kit, Kuala Lumpur, and is very popular in the Klang Valley. This dry noodle is served with minced pork, fried onions, anchovies, and topped with a poached egg which is later to be stirred into the noodles. It is usually served with dry chilli or sambal.” #PanMian #OrientalDelights #Perth #Cockburn #PerthPanMian #PerthFoodReview #PFR_OrientalDelights #PFR_Malaysian #PerthMalaysian (at Oriental Delights) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpm-khvPYAQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[remembernourishment]

Like all the best foods, banmian are messy. They are impossible to eat with any degree of restraint or elegance. With each bite I feel increasingly powerful and glorious, like some kind of fierce mythological creature who only feasts on soy sauce noodles.

- Nina Ming Ya Powles, Tiny Moons: A Year of Eating in Shanghai, 2020

[nutterinanutshell]

New discovery. Love the #noodles #sgeats #sghawker #banmian #stayhome (at Boon's Noodles - Mee Hoon Kueh) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBfr9ucnssH/?igshid=1s13882dyzt6j

[woofmyeats]

Yummy ban mian breakfast #railmall #namkeepau #banmian #breakfast #foodporn (at The Rail Mall) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXAaykGvGFe/?utm_medium=tumblr

[thetravellinggourmet]

Ban Mian and Roast Pork 😃#thetravellinggourmet #gourmetsansfrontieres #banmian #roastpork #mincedpork https://www.instagram.com/p/CGM9rWRHTkNlbhk9MhMR9YUOnktCWE5pbnmIso0/?igshid=8r7mkxizmls7

[alvinmarktan]

Another long day today! At this time of the night, I’m not as hungry. So here’s a ban mee from @chiakmalaysia 🍜 . . . . . . . . . . . #sketchwithme #foodsketch #socialdistancing #sgunited #dailysketch #sketch #sketchbook #北海道 #ramen #sketchbookskool #art #らめん#illustration #banmian #watercolor #urbansketchers #usksg #foodsketch #sgartist #watercolour #watercolor #sketchcollector #素描 #スケッチ #스케치 #alfdoodles #alvinmark (at SingPost Centre) https://www.instagram.com/p/CCJEOyLnF3i/?igshid=wytagwcrwlqb

[macrats]

板麵, "Ban Mian" as it is called in chinese. Named for its noodles' resemblance to a wood plank (ban) in chinese. The noodles are hand made with their special dough. The texture is smooth and soft when inside your mouth. The special anchovy soup complements the noodles perfectly. Topped with the crusty fried achovies, you'll probably have a few servings. This place serve arguably one of the best Ban Mian in PJ. . . . . . . #photography #foodphotography #photooftheday #foodporn #foodideas #delicious #tasty #chinesefood #malaysianfood #板麵 #banmian #kungfubanmian #anchovies #noodles #cravings #foodie #favorite #phoneography #huaweip20pro #huawei #huaweiaddict (at Kung Fu Smooth Pan Mee@Old Klang Road) https://www.instagram.com/p/B51oHd6nqjy/?igshid=y114o6w6qipj

[paulpingminho]

[kzeezophrenia]

I miss you 🍲 #umian #banmian #noodles #singapore #food #foodie #foodporn #foodpornography #foodphoto #foodphotography #foodpic #foodgasm #instafood #igfood #igphoto (at Mr Teh Tarik at 728) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtJpoezn-xg/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1f0f9tzc78etq

[skellebonez]

How's about 76 with Chimerashipping? Specifically with one if their many parental figures trying to make sense if their relationship?

I couldn't pick a single parental figure so you get 2 confused ones and 1 who put the pieces together long ago.

It could be worse. They could be dating. Wait? They are?!

"Red and Xiaojiao seem to be getting along well," Pigsy noted as the two in question stood outside his shop, Xiaojiao with phone in hand and Red pretending to look annoyed but with a clear hint of a smile on his face when she turned away from him.

"Now if only they could stop teaming up to destroy half my home with their games," Wukong said with a chuckle from where he made himself at home in the back of the store. "Granted I can fix that no problem, but still. My monkeys aren't used to their brand of "fire tag" just yet."

"It could be worse," Tang said with a chuckle of his own, taking a sip of his broth. "They could be dating! Ha, imagine the chaos the two of them as a couple co-" He jumped, as did Wukong's tail, when the sound a a wooden spoon clattering to the counter sounded through the restaurant. The look on Pigsy's face said it all. "Wait? They are?!"

"I thought they were dating," Pigsy said in confusion, looking over as Tang put his book down and looked into his bowl of banmian like it held answers to questions he didn't know he needed answers to. "Uh-"

"I thought Red Son was dating Xiaotian," Tang said softly, looking up at Pigsy. "Is he not dating..?"

"I guess that would make sense..." Pigsy said softly, thinking about it for a moment. "They seem really close... was I just assuming?"

"This is confusing," Tang said softly, putting a hand to his chin. "I thought Xiaojiao and Xiaotian were dating for a while, but I saw Red kiss Xiaotian on the cheek last week."

"I saw Xiaojiao kiss Red the same way yesterday," Pigsy noted, both of them missing the widening smile on Wukong's face as he tried to hold in his laughter. "Maybe that's just how they are with each other?"

Even as he said this they all knew that wasn't true.

"You're both are oblivous," Wukong eventually laughed out, watching as Xiaotian pulled up to the shop front and jumped out of the tuk-tuk once it was parked and tackled both of them into a hug. "Look."

The two confused men watched as Xiaotian placed a kiss first to Red Son's cheek, then to Xiaojiao's, holding them each in one arm over the ground with little to no effort thanks to his Monkie Kid strength.

Then, despite Red Son still pretending to look annoyed at this just like with Xiaojiao's phone, each of the two in his arms took turns and kissed him on the lips.

"OOOOOOOH!" Tang said with understanding. "Now I get it! Good for them! Bad for the amount of chaos now in the world, but good for them!"

"This explains so much," Pigsy said, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "As long as they're happy I'm just glad they figured something out."

Wukong remained silent, watching the trio as they talked and hung all over each other casually.

He was glad they were happy too.

[deadravenclaw]

1, 13, and 21?

ty for the ask rue! <3

1. what song makes you feel better?

i want to say the entirety of the clockmaker's daughter album, i love the music

13. what's your comfort food?

i have a lot, but there's this food called banmian which is a chinese noodle dish which i'm also kinda craving right now lmao

21. if you can tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

taking breaks is fine and good. and take care of your mental health

soft asks!

[ghostfriendly5]

Shadowtober Fanfic - Escalation

Prompt from @mithryl-draws. Harry and Susan are from my Fighter fanfic series

Warning: Sexitimes

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Sneaking, or creeping beneath the corporate thumb, didn’t come by nature to Harry Fawkes. He simply raised his commlink and pressed camera. Susan still said it was creepy.

“You should’ve asked.”

“Would’ve ruined it.”

“What?”

“The moment. You looked soulful, almost gentle, just for a second there…”

“Want this dumped on your head?” Susan tapped her bowl of Banmian noodle soup with chopsticks, “Give me that, let me see…!” Harry held his comm away from her; Susan snatched across him, vigorously. 

It was a grey, acid-rainy and miserable evening in Redmond. A few forms in streaming parkas beyond the noodle stand’s awing slowed their hurry, to watch the bakuple–birdbrained lovebirds. Until Susan threatened to break Harry’s fingers, and he finally showed her, though he kept his own grip on the comm that held her picture.

“Huh. Not bad, I guess. It really wasn’t a special moment; I wasn’t thinking of anything much.”

“When we’ve got everything to worry over–from breakfast tomorrow, to finding  our first shadowrun? That’s sort of special. Isn’t that freedom from all the drek in the world, even for a moment, something like the moment of enlightenment?”

“So near, yet so far, young Padawan. That picture doesn’t have any worries, or thoughts–enlightenment is conscious of everything, held by nothing.” Susan looked insufferably superior for someone who was just quoting her father, “Anyway, don’t you dare use that photo for anything pervy.”

Harry got up without a word and walked away. Susan realised she’d gone too far–she’d disrespected her best friend, as if he’d never be more than a bum in a slum.

She told Harry she’d been wrong as soon as she saw him next morning in their block’s scummy hallway. It hurt to bow, but she managed it. Harry could be an idiot, but there was no one like him; she wasn’t losing him to something stupid as this.

“Don’t worry. It doesn’t matter.” A hint of defiance in Harry’s eyes swore to prove that he was not what Susan had actually never believed he was, but his smile was honest and free.

“Do you want a photo to make it up? A proper one?” Susan flashed a brief smile, eyes lowered, that Harry would see in his dreams until the day he died.

“…it’s okay. Real shadowrunners don’t have photos of their family and friends on their commlinks; it’s not safe. I did have this idea–how about I take vids of your Kung Fu patterns? Your training? We could look them over together, like the pro Urban Brawlers.”

“That’s actually–no, definitely–a great idea. I’d really like that.”

“Yeah, I think I’ll enjoy it too…”

“Don’t push it…”

-0-

Four years later, as her husband rested against her bare back–and could not sleep for thinking of the death tomorrow might bring, even to shadowrunners–Susan asked Harry if he still had the thoughtless noddle photo on his comm.

“Yeah. Stupid of me–” He held her breast, stared into her eyes, and kissed her lips, “–but it was the only picture of you I had for years. Except all the ones in here.”

“Mmm, did you fall asleep with it every night?”

“A few nights. Would’ve been better if I’d tried to cope that way, instead of the stupid drek I did…I’m sorry. I could never just look.”

His hand stroked a leisurely pattern down the muscles on Susan’s belly, as he spoke. She sighed and shone with bliss, squeezing his bicep firmly. She felt soft as a noodle. Delicious.

“….ah…I had soup all over my lips. I didn’t look so good…”

“It was you, baby. It was you. I needed...anything...there were pictures in my head, our past, they were fragging ugly.”

Susan knew exactly what Harry meant (It took just a few words, when they’d shared so much). There were dark hours of shame and terror they would see in the night as long as they lived. Harry kissed her nape and told her he was sorry…

“No, Harry. It not like there’s nothing I’d go back and change--but there’s nowhere I’d rather be than here. Right now, where you bought me, my love. You should take a photo.”

Susan sat up, showing her profile like a model, with her arms crossed behind her head and her breasts filling the heavens above Harry’s captivated eyes. Her expression had more challenge and defiance than conventional seduction; because she was Susan Lei.

“…don’t need a photo. It’d only end up on the net when our comms get hacked, anyway.”

“Harry! Don’t even joke about that!”

“No joke, angel. Never going to forget, never let you go. You can be strong, sexy, sorry, I can’t even understand how many ways you’re so beautiful…”

Susan lifted both Harry’s hands up to her breasts, and they embarked on another night of making precious love and memories.