Valentine's Day recipes
VicentaLakin
It's less than 10 days before Spring Festival. Think of the classic pineapple. pineapple is also known in Taiwan as “Winglai” and the meaning is very good, especially for gifts. With the cherry blossoms, the beauty is added, and the beauty is high. Since it's a self-made pineapple, of course it's self-made, pure pineapple, without adding a little pineapple. So it's not sweet at all, it's sour with pineapple, it's more like my taste. This time pineapple gave me the lazy man's law, sacrificed the godly instrument -- the bread machine, tried to burn it, and it saved me. I admit I'm lazy. If you like it, do it。
VicentaLakin
we're looking for a long-time map, a season schedule, 12 months of different season fruits, in an era when it's obvious, but food and season are always out of touch, and it's a sense of "no food from time to time" in november and december. - the grapefruit oranges are juicy and sweet. i remember one of shanghai's famous crab-breeded oranges, which is made of crab-yellow powder, not only fresh seafood, but sweet oranges. sweetness, especially natural sweetness, has an amazing effect, which is that it's as good as a stench, so the synergy created is incredible. but crab meat isn't everywhere, and crab meat is alive, and it raises the threshold in the invisible, so it's also very fresh food, so try with fish
VicentaLakin
I like dumplings. Of course I do. I've learned to pack dumplings for a long time. Isn't it strange that I grew up on the south side of Xiamen, I've had dumplings since I was a kid? It is a bit long - during the decade of civil unrest, all primary and secondary schools in Xiamen were suspended for two years, and the parents, who were able to go back home for several months, were forced to double-lock the “cowl” as a traveller. The babysitting was driven away by the rebels of the mother's unit, and there were four of our brothers at home. My sister was only 14 years old. She was in the first grade of junior high school. I was in primary school with my sister and my brother was in kindergarten. Mother told her sister to bring three of our brothers, especially the little brother who was still in kindergarten. The 14-year-old sister took us to the house with the kids. On the 10th of each month, she went to her mother's place to collect her salary and sent some money to her mother's grandparents and grandmothers, and left us with some living expenses. My sister gave us a job; she washed her own clothes, and my brother's sister washed them. Days, cleaning, washing dishes, dragging and feeding chickens are distributed. Cooking is sister's business, we hit it. In the morning, my sister took my sister to the kitchen to buy food, I looked after my home, and if my brother didn't go to kindergarten, I took my brother. Thus, slowly we learned to cook and cook, and while cooking is often burnt out, and while cooking is often either too salty or unsophisticated, those days have led to exercise. One day, when she saw Aunt Choi on the second floor, she studied dumplings. My sister cut her face stick with a wooden stick, starting with the skin -- a few times down, we've got the skin, and the more beautiful the dumplings. After more than six months, when she learned that she was “liberated” and had to come back from the barn, she decided to pack dumplings to meet her mother. A row of pork dumplings, a row of them on the board, we looked at the third floor window -- when I saw my mother on the street and called my sister's dumplings -- and when my mother came in, she saw our sister's four men in good shape, and the family was safe, and our mother ate our dumplings and we cried --
