Bow Down To Baohaus

Holy shit, holy shit, I found it! I have found the best pork bun in New York. Yes it's less traditional than the offerings at, say, Vanessa's on Eldridge, yes it's actually more like a miniature banh mi (sans carrots) in a squishy bao bun than anything else, but it's essentially pork on a bun, and it is the best.

This guy pictured below, called the Chairman Bao (har har), is some of the sweetest, fattiest, most delectable pork belly you've ever had, paired sparingly with cilantro and crushed peanut, and laid gently in a squishy, wonderful bao bun.

But look, what's important here is the reaction of the eater. In this case, one bite was sufficient to produce entirely involuntary, vaguely bestial sex noises. Two bites raised the volume, and three incited a declaration that I was eating the "best fucking thing in the entire goddamn world." The sandwich lasts only four bites, so, you know, get two.