Dear Shelly and Jenny
and the WORLD!
I used all my willpower
to keep myself from telling you guys about my dinner tonight so I could blog to
you about it.
I’ve been excited to
try this recipe for months! Actually, it’s more like years.
ACTUALLY,
SINCE I WAS BORN.
This, my friends, is a bowl of little wonton soup (小馄饨) or as I like to
call them, the Peoples’ Dumplings. Little wontons are a version of the regular
folded wontons, a species of wonton that originated in Shanghai.
During the holidays,
when my mom was a kid, she and her two brothers would accompany my grandmother
on a very, very long bus ride, and after several transfers and a 20-minute walk
they’d reach Xujiahui an upscale area of Shanghai very far from their home
near the outskirts of the city. Unlike the poshest areas of Shanghai on West
Nanjing Road and Huaihai Road the department stores and fancy foods stores in
Xujiahui were within reach of average Chinese people (all pretty close to impoverished). While my grandma did her holiday shopping, buying special
ingredients for Chinese New Year dinner and household luxuries like hair pomade and
good yarn for knitting clothes. My mother and brothers gawked at
the people and the glamorous, bustling district. Before starting on the trek
home, grandma always treated her kids to a bowl of wontons. Each!
When my parents wanted to buy a home in Shanghai, they instantly decided on Xujiahui. Both my uncles
bought homes there too, within blocks of those old department stores. They’ve
risen up into middle class-dom and Shanghai has changed too, into a sophisticated
city offering every luxury and experience. But I wonder if anything can
compare with the nostalgic, idealized flavor of childhood. How refined these dumplings must have
appeared compared to the vegetable, wild herb and soy dishes that Chinese
people in that era of scarcity, between the Cultural Revolution and economic
depression, abided by.
Imagine:
little dumplings floating in soup, decorated with garnishes of egg, little
dried shrimps, petite green onions, enriched with a dab of lard so that
the rich, rare flavor of meat coats your mouth.
Children and crouch-backed old ladies and
grizzle-chinned men slurp little wontons for breakfast, as a late-night snack,
as an afternoon treat in Shanghai. Little Wontons have never gone out of style, they are on every menu of every Chinese restaurant in this town, from fiery Sichuan joints to Cantonese dim sum palaces, surpassing the categorizations of cuisine. People
love little wontons. I'm not sure if there's an American equivalent
that occupies the same tender spot.
Little wontons are
reminders of the sweetest moments in a bittersweet history. They are also
easiest dumpling in the world to make, I learned, once I finally got up the
guts to ask my grandma how to make them. For me, asking her for this recipe was like asking to hold fireworks – to hold magic itself – in my hands.
Something incredible. I wanted to recreate these dumplings for my children perfectly.
I have my own tenderness for Little Wontons, despite being lucky enough to be born after this tumultuous time. When I flew back to Shanghai, my maternal grandparents would always wait with
my uncles to pick me up at the airport. They’d be there no matter how late our
international flights from San Francisco got delayed. After piling
the trunk full of our bulging suitcases, we’d drive an hour to get to my
grandparents’ home – driving fast on the newly built airport expressway
past acres of swampland, on the local streets avoiding swerving cars, and
finally, slowing down a narrow, pebbly, dusty path past the neighbors fast
asleep. I’d be asleep by then, until the wheel hit a familiar dip in the
road and my grandma would yell, "oOooOoh!" letting the pebbly path wobble her voice and make me laugh.
My grandma turned on the lights while the rest of us busied ourselves hauling luggage and shedding our many layers of stale clothes. She’d place a pot of water on the stove, take a bowl of
savory minced pork filling from the refrigerator and the wrappers from a
floured towel, and start cinching little wontons into being.
Today, I was seeking
the comfort of little wontons. Life is good, but it's been months since I’ve
written anything substantial. I'm not sure who I am anymore. In February, I moved
to China and tried to convince my boyfriend to move here with me. I’ve moved into
a new apartment after 2.5 years of sharing a room with another graduate student on the Upper West Side. My boyfriend's gone home, my mom has gone home. I
feel alone yet surrounded by warm memories. I’ve joined a gym for the first
time, ever. I’m not working so I can’t avoid putting off the most important
task of all – writing – yet somehow I’m still managing to. I don't know what to
make of myself. Everything else feels like busywork.
I’ve been gathering the ingredients for the little wontons for days. Today I found my
last ingredient – the noodle mistress at my local wet market. Imagine a
woman, with plump hands that are pink and a little coarse from rolling out
pasta, with flour in her hair, in her wrinkles, on her apron. She is
everywhere, like my grandma herself, emanating
into my world, no matter where I am, giving bliss and comfort through these
little wontons.
Shanghai's Homestyle
Little Wonton Soup
Ingredients:
Pork filling
Broth
A small bowl of water
A kilo of minced pork
An egg per every kilo
of minced pork
Three sprigs of chives
or green onion, finely chopped. (reserve one tablespoon for the garnish)
Salt to taste
Soy sauce to taste
1 tsp. of chicken
bouillon or MSG (yup)
1-3 spoonfuls of water
until you reach a thick, sauce-like consistency
finely chopped green
onion/chives
more chicken bouillon
or MSG (atleast it’s not lard)
boiling water (boil
this separately, do not use the wonton cooking water – you want a clear broth)
salt to taste
sesame oil to taste
Put two pots of water
on boil.
Thin square dumpling
wrappers (from the noodle mistress or your local Asian supermarket)
For the filling:
A kilo of minced pork
An egg per every kilo of minced pork
Three sprigs of chives or green onion, finely chopped. (Reserve one tablespoon for the garnish)
Salt to taste
Soy sauce to taste
1 tsp. of chicken bouillon or MSG (yup)
1-3 spoonfuls of water until you reach a thick, sauce-like consistency
A kilo of minced pork
An egg per every kilo of minced pork
Three sprigs of chives or green onion, finely chopped. (Reserve one tablespoon for the garnish)
Salt to taste
Soy sauce to taste
1 tsp. of chicken bouillon or MSG (yup)
1-3 spoonfuls of water until you reach a thick, sauce-like consistency
For the broth:
finely chopped green onion/chives
more chicken bouillon or MSG
boiling water (boil this separately, do not use the wonton cooking water – you want a clear broth)
salt to taste
sesame oil to taste
finely chopped green onion/chives
more chicken bouillon or MSG
boiling water (boil this separately, do not use the wonton cooking water – you want a clear broth)
salt to taste
sesame oil to taste
To make the dumplings:
Clean and dry your
hands. Hold one dumpling wrapper in your non-dominant hand. Dab the two right
edges of the wrapper with water. Take chopsticks or a small spoon. Dab a tiny
quantity of filling (about 1 tsp.) at the center of the dumpling wrapper. Fold
the bottom of the wrapper up and fold the left part to the right, creating a
triangle shape. 24 dumplings per person is about right.
Gently slide the
dumplings into one pot of boiling water. Use chopsticks to gently stir the
water and prevent the wontons from sticking to each other and to the pot. Boil
for 3-5 minutes, depending on serving size.
As the wontons are
boiling, take the other pot of boiling water and ready the broth from the
ingredients above, except for green onion and sesame oil. Check savory levels –
it should be a little saltier than you’d prefer. Spoon the hot wontons into the
broth, and garnish with green onion and sesame oil.
Enjoy :)


