The fans and fluorescent lights under the canopy of this alleyway restaurant were strung with a cobweb of wiring; any New York building inspector worth his (or her) salt would reach for a fresh summons book. Closer to ground level, the situation was much simpler. Almost every table was working on a plateful like the one I eventually ordered (Y2, about 25 cents at the time). These "noodles" were actually thin sheets that had been rolled into rods, cut into bite-sized pieces, then dressed with soy sauce and sesame seeds — simple, satisfying fare even a civil servant couldn't fault.
Outdoor noodle eatery
Shiwufu 3 Xiang, off Baohua Lu, Guangzhou