Oil saline

I'm afraid of cooking, and I'm afraid of writing recipes. They all say that an excellent opening statement is a pavement that can seduce people and be attractive or interesting to see. But I always fell on this opening statement. It is a good thing that you, my friends who love me, are constantly encouraging me, supporting me so that I can hold the warm hands you reach when I fall. It's been a lot bolder recently: it's pasta, it's pasta, it's pasta, it's only because it's not enough. It's not because Ginger's a coward, it's because the heart has a passion for food and curiosity. Most of the time, I'm curious about food, and many of my dishes are basically for the first time, not for challenges, but for the newness of things I don't know. Today's pasta I call it a "saline pancakes" because it's too messy to say it's a waffle, but like a fire! Say it's a fire, but there's sesame. I made this pasta because of oil, salt, pepper powder and sesame, which seems to be called "saline pancakes"。