The name translates as "northwest wind". In talking to the owners of the place, it's for them, a…read moreplay on words, as they're from the northwest of China, in Xinjiang, and they were "blown in" to Buenos Aires to live and work, and bring the classic dishes of their region to our streets. I'm not objecting! And, they've taken the extra steps to make their menu very amendable to those of us whose Chinese is limited... the menu not only has the Chinese characters, but the transliteration into our alphabet of the name of the dish, plus a Spanish translation, plus a picture. For every dish!
The cuisine of Xinjiang is apparently most noted for lamb and pork dishes, and leaning spicy without going full blown Szechuan or Hunan style. Yangrou shiujiao - lamb dumplings tinged with ginger and sesame are an explosion of flavor. On a solo visit I ordered them potsticker style, though she returned to say that the chef (I think her husband) highly recommended boiled with these, because of the rich, fattiness of the lamb, he feels when the dumplings are fried, you end up with too much fat, making them feel greasy. He brought them out himself and recommended mixing up a dipping sauce to my own tastes with soy sauce, black vinegar, and chili oil, which are on every table, ready to go.
For the group visit, seven of us, we did a reprise on the above, and a potsticker style order of the pork, prawn, and garlic chive dumplings, jianjiao, were, I think, even better than the lamb ones, though it'd be truly hard to pick. Light, delicate, and complex flavors, with that little crunch on the fried side. Who could ask for anything more?
One of our number, who lived for a couple of years in China, picked out a dish that sounded familiar to him, Suanlatudos, a lightly vinegary salad of shaved potatoes (they look like Ruffles potato chips, but they're just cut that way and then stir fried) chilled and tossed with red onion and cilantro. Amazingly simple, but wow, I could make that as a snack at home and be very happy.
Next up, a classic dish of the region, Ziran yangrou, mildly spicy lamb sauteed with cumin. This dish really opened up our palates and got everyone primed for what was to come. It's just damned delicious.
Their version of ramen, or lamien, is made with tender, long, wide noodles piled above a fiery chicken soup. They also have a beef version. Probably the spiciest dish on the table, and not quite enough noodles to go around a group of seven - I think we each got one noodle, but falling off the bone chicken, and tasty as could be. And to be fair, it's not intended as a dish for seven people.
This was swiftly followed by the Shiuzhu niurou, which was billed as a spicy beef stew. It is spicy, but despite the looks, it's much lighter on the chilies than the preceding two dishes, and seems to get more of its heat from black pepper, ginger, and garlic. And wow, so good. This one was an unintentional order - I was talking with her about different dishes trying to put together a range of different things, and I think she just added it in thinking I wanted it. We didn't object, even if it was one dish more than we planned, it was that good.
Wanting a bit of vegetable on the table, I ordered the Kaiyang baicai, basically Chinese cabbage and dried shrimp sauteed with a hint of ginger and garlic, and just the bare splash of soy sauce and vinegar. This is a dish more from the area around Beijing, but shows up on menus in Chinese restaurants that cover a variety of regions, leading me to believe that it's just one of those practically national dishes.
And, for a few of us who like the more outré dishes, we picked the spicy stir fried small intestines, chinchulines as they're called here, or chitlins in the southern U.S. Here, Lazi feichang is a stir fry of diagonally cut intestines with bell peppers, onions, and chilies. Not overly spicy, but delicious, and surprisingly tender, and even the one or two folk who normally wouldn't touch these with a ten foot pole, gave them a try.
So... let's see. The space - it's very orange, but it's comfortable. The two owners, absolutely delightful, and going out of their way to be helpful and make suggestions. The food, really just spectacularly good. Easily as good as Caracol de Amor, which has been my favorite since discovering it a few months back, and far less expensive. Most of the dishes run around 300 pesos, versus 400+ at Caracol. Our group of seven ate all of the above, plus waters and beers, and tip, and left for a grand total of 3780, or 540 pesos apiece, or just over $14. And we could have been supremely happy with one or two fewer dishes, but are even more happy to have tried all these.