As the cold weather sets in, there’s one thing I’ve been craving above all else: chicken soup. Specifically, the matzo ball and chicken noodle soups of my childhood, which were once my mom’s go-to cure for all illnesses. After battling a particularly nasty cold a few weeks ago, I knew that I needed to find myself a go-to chicken soup spot in New York City. While nothing will beat my mom’s homemade soup, New York City is known for having some pretty good soup spots, especially given the city’s...

During my first week at NYU, I took the No. 6 train down to Chinatown four different times. I was in love with the dumplings, rice rolls, peanut noodles, and soups that lined the streets of Lower Manhattan. I’d soon come to learn that this Chinatown was just the beginning of the culinary expression of a city with the largest Chinese population in the country. But New York City doesn’t have just one Chinatown, it has multiple — some have argued as many as nine. While there is much debate over...