You can smell the Stinky Tofu from a block away. It’s the kind of stink that curls your nose hairs. The kind of smell that almost makes you not hungry anymore. But I’ll be darned if it didn’t taste OK. I can’t say that it was great tasting because the smell was too much.
Stinky tofu lives up to its name
Night markets are common in Taiwan. I read that Taipei is the New York of Taiwan, because it is a city that never sleeps. The markets don’t start until 7pm, don’t get busy until 10pm and some of them don’t end until 5am. Soo many people all with one thing on their mind….. food. Fresh fruit, batter-fried meats, tofu, squid, a hundred varieties of fish, rice cakes, kebabs, smoothies, lo mein, fried rice, egg fried pancakes… Most people look for the dumplings, dim sum, mandu, whatever name you want to call them… the meat or veggie filled balls of goodness. Luckily for me, there are many of them made out of rice and not wheat. Other than food, I found inexpensive purses, shirts, shoes, souvenirs, bugs, paintings, nik-naks, and just about anything else you can think or want.
Thank goodness I enjoy spending time in grocery stores. It takes forever just to figure out what we need when we can’t read the packaging.