4–6as a hearty meal with soup .
My first week in Taipei was a nightmare. A typhoon was in full gale, I was a vegetarian and unprepared for the fact that Chinese do like to throw a teeny bit of meat in most everything, and I had been living on a diet of stir-fried cabbage and black mushrooms because that was all I could order in Chinese. Enter my friend from Brooklyn, Harvey, who somehow sniffed his way through the typhoon and the strange city to a tiny vegetarian restaurant. At the top of a long flight of stairs we sat do