It’s great. It may even be better than its New York original. My notes read ‘it’s like eating a baby’. Not that I’d know what eating a baby is like, but it’s all soft, fragrant meat in cushions of steamy, sweet, white bun, hit with hoisin sauce and cucumber,
Isabel Marant shoes, with a little baby bottle of Sriracha chilli by its side (which Chang pronounced Sriracka, from the sound of it). He stopped by to say they’ve had to work really hard on the bun. ‘Everything’s different here,
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Isabel Marant Boots, the water is different’.