Nooruz today. We walked a few blocks south to where it seemed most everyone in town was. There was plenty of singing and dancing, people, food, and the amusement park was up and running. A lot of Dungans had set up tables where they brought you shashlyk, ashlyanfu, naan, manti, or plov. And a little different than the US way of eating when you’re at something like a street fair. It was nice to have a place to sit down and have someone else bring your food to you instead of trying to balance a stroller, three children, and 5 plates of food.
I am definitely going to try making ashlyanfu on my own. It was delicious.