I first learned about Chifa food in Lima, Peru, while tired and ravenous, wandering the streets of Barrio Chino (Chinatown) with jet lag and no plan. I followed the scent of sizzling garlic and soy to a small restaurant with red lanterns in the window and enough fluorescent lighting to qualify as a Vitamin D supplement.
I ordered arroz chaufa, which sounds like “chifa” with an extra syllable, and a neon yellow soda called Inca Kola – something the server assured me was “very Peruvian.” The rice arrived steaming, packed with egg, scallions, and soy-marinated chicken. I took one bite, and followed it with a sip of soda that tasted like bubblegum and nostalgia. The combo felt like half kung fu movie, half telenovela. It was unexpected, bold, and weirdly perfect. This, I learned, is the embodiment of Chifa food, Peru’s Chinese-Peruvian fusion cuisine.




