I'm actually really honestly happy, as opposed to fake, sarcastic happiness. Reason being the damned things taste nice. Like, awesomely nice.
How they look like when they're wrapped |
How they look like when they're unwrapped |
How they look like right before I put them into my mouth |
Yeah, so I was saying... uh. The wikipedia page has all sorts of weird information that I never knew, because, hey, I don't like anything about history except maybe Rasputin and his weird refusal to just die.
Basically, the 粽子 I make look like the Northern ones, because I'm from Beijing and my mother's from Beijing and that's in the north and it looks prettier that way anyway.
Northern-style (left) and Southern-style (right) - from wiki |
A chestnut. Obviously. Or maybe not. |
A jujube. It's deathly sweet. |
Aaaaaand that's all, I think. I need to stop some time, after all. I might go read some horribly smutty fanfiction or write some horrible smut myself. Or I might go fangirling.
/EDIT/: Oh yes, and the reason why "rice dumplings" don't make sense as a name. I've long since accepted that 饺子 will be called a "dumpling", no matter how many times I insist that's it's retarded. But a "rice dumpling"? That's like a dumpling filled with rice. Go on, imagine it. Imagine the taste.
Ew.
This is why the name does not make sense. At all. If any says anything about "rice dumplings", I pretend not to understand. I'll bloody make them say 粽子 even if it kills them.
/EDIT/: /EDIT/: Sorry, had to trawl through some html to prettify the format, which I am obsessive about. Also this is why blogger is sometimes annoying:
I understand that it's to prevent people from fucking up their blog, but they shouldn't be messing with html if they haven't at least taken a basic enforced class for said subject in school. It's kind of their own fault if they screw shit up. I would admit that I screwed shit up if I actually screwed shit up.
...Delirious. Again.
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