Sausage potatoes

that year i graduated from high school in 18 years and went to mao qi alone. since then, one has come to live a life, one has to think about problems, one has to face the path of all things to school... to school, to school, to home, to three o'clock; to get lost, to know the way, to another place; to do nothing, to be lonely. to stay away from loneliness, look at the view, go to the market, go to the kitchen, it's my greatest hobby. the beauty of a city looking at the view is largely because he has his own style. st. petersburg is enough to be called the forest of the world's classical cities. two-hundred-hundred-year-old buildings, both barok and loco; symmetrical and counterbalancing; and the pursuit of grandeurs, with a focus on sculpture details, especially those embedded in each building, became a special language, describing the city’s romantic and elegant past. the market is a microcosm of the living standards and living conditions of the people of the country. there are only two seasons in st. petersburg, july and winter, and only a few weeks in july of the year are bright, leaving a long rainy and snow season. the beauty of the season is that good food is always there, never on the stage, and only when it's there alone will there be a luxurious spotlight on this delicious solo that gives people plenty of time to experience this little lonely treasure. if you want to learn more about the local culture, you go to the market. the preparation of food is, in my view, a very serious and dignified thing, fresh seafood and meat, which will eventually turn the market into a big meal to feed. fortunately, no one else shared it with me, otherwise the body would have to grow horizontally. it is also inevitable that, during the days of study in the kitchen, it will be the best thing to know how to get out of isolation, with blades, running water, hot oil, cooking, ready to be summoned by me, with mixed voices, full of life. behind the food that comes out, what is needed is a little patience, not romance. cooking for one's own food, a simple, culinary, home-made, sole-made potato salad “the raw materials are rich: potatoes, sausages, cucumbers, carrots, onions, egg whites, crab sticks. simple production: hot water boiled with potatoes, eggs boiled with white water, protein separated from yolk, and protein preserved; a small piece of all kinds of food cut into a square of 1 cm ready. cooked potatoes, proteins and other raw materials, mixed into low-fat salad sauce and, finally, evenly mixed with thin salt. it's delicious and reminiscing, and it's given me a unique memory for years. eating is happiness, taste is pleasure, and more so。