I had a chance to get some front-line wok experience in China. Wuhan University is a sister school of my place (UMKC), and I did a tour there (c. 6 months) in '86 and '88. Foreign faculty live in a big dorm/apt complex, complete with a 'canteen' as the French guys called it. Think school lunch room for a school with c. 80 'students.' The cook was wonderfully congenial, but not very good. As the word got around that I was pretty good with a wok (our kitchens had specially shaped burners, but were fed with low-grade propane), the cook started pestering me to come cook with him. Which I eventually did. His wok was about the size of that outdoor wonder Big Jim is driving in the pix. But it was mounted on this sort of dias, made out of tile, with a open hole, a pit, in it. All around the pit bottom were piles of coal lumps. Coming in one side was an opening for a bellows, which was pumped by the ass't. cook. MAN! you could pump the bellows, make the coal go like a blast furnace, and do some COOKING! Talk about turning the wok cherry red!
I've often recalled that set up, and lusted mightily for it.
Now there's one possibility: in a couple of really well-equipped Chinese grocery-cum-hardware stores, I've seen 19-burner (?or so), cone-shaped assemblies that are obviously the industrial set-up for wok burners. I never bought one--they cost c. $150 (and are jetted for propane, if memory serves) after all.
BUT: with only the simplest of heat isolation stuff--firebricks? tiles? a body could build something out of these puppies for one's kitchen. And that, dear friends, would be the end of the story: they'd *never* get you out of that kitchen!
I'm seriously thinking about Big Jim's apparatus. Any way to get holt of him? or, equally, one of his infernal devices??
Geo
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