>Don’t know how to pronounce it. Don’t really know what it’s supposed to be, but I know it’s good:
This little nugget of veggie goodness resides at Pacific Ocean Market, the mother of all Asian markets (at least in this neck of the woods). It is the size of a small Safeway, is stocked with exotic and wonderful foods (and some not so wonderful), and smells like day old fish. It’s quite an adventure shopping there since most of the labels aren’t in English, products tend to migrate around the store, and everyone there speaks a combination of Chinese, Vietnamese, and Tagalog with perhaps a bit of Korean thrown in. I speak none of these. Once when I asked after curry leaves, one of their employees threw a bag of bay leaves in my bag. I tried to explain that I wanted curry leaves and she simply replied, “Yes, to put in curry.” I bought them anyway.
The real pleasure, though, is digging through the shifting freezer section of mystery veggie meats. Twice in a row now (!!!), they’ve had Tsuey Yuh Slice which is best described as a dense sponge with a chickenish taste. You know, if an old sponge full of chicken flavor actually tasted good.