maternal recipes
VicentaLakin
In the corridor, the smell of cauliflowers makes it possible to eat cauliflower dumplings, which often reflect on such conditions. I really liked the cuisine pie, it was simple, easy to match, colorful, tasteful, but I didn't eat it until I was 20 years old, and I hated it until I went to college, when the school canteens didn't eat the last dumplings for a year and a half, and that Sunday, when it was our shift to the cuisine, it was a dumpling, and it was the northern man who loved the dumplings, who looked at the dumplings, how they could bear it, and how much they could pack, and how much they could have. So, love is a mess
VicentaLakin
When I was young, I only killed chickens when I had important guests in New Year's, so I often looked forward to New Year's, and suddenly tomorrow, before I went to bed, so I could eat the chicken so beautifully, and the important guest was the postman in our town. When I was born, Dad left home to work outside the province, so he often sends us money and supplies. Traffic was very difficult at the time, and money orders and parcels were sent to the town post office and sent to my home by mailman. Every time the mailman leaves in the morning and distributes newspaper parcels and everything to the villages, it's the last stop in our village, and it's usually 12 o'clock, so as soon as this important guest arrives at my house, my mother kills chickens, buys tofu in the village and cooks as quickly as possible, of which the tofu chicken is the one I remember making the most. My mother had no time to go to the post office to collect money, and my mother signed and entrusted the mailman to collect money, and that was the kind of trust that people had to have with each other, thinking that now we have to keep an eye on the Internet, listen to a phone call, and think if it was a fraud, so when the town mailman took the money to my house, he killed the chickens for a meal, although the chicken was the precious east of the time, but this important guest deserves the respect of our family。
VicentaLakin
The stinger is known as a freshwater fish, and there are many types of names, the Shanghaiers are called "Angers", the Suzhouers are called "Wanted Nail", the Sichuans are called "Yolladin" and the Hunan are called "The Ducks". It is said that the term “Stingfish” is the name of the Ningbo. All these are called the colours of their fish, or the shape of their chest fins, the tip of their backs, or the sound of their “gags” when they travel. In retrospect, the three words do cover the colour, shape and sound of the fish. It's fine, it's soft, it's nice, it's nice, it's nice, it's nice, it's nice. I made soup with it and the melon today
VicentaLakin
In the last issue of " Where's Daddy?", the village chief made a choice between what he loved so much and what he loved. The sandstorms love donuts, but wine is also their favorite for the sandstorms. Everyone who watched the show knew that Angie was a good kid, and we thought he would definitely choose Dad's favorite bar, and he ended up choosing donuts, and he said, "There are three donuts to eat with family." I was struck by the fact that he loved Dad instead of his favorite drink, he chose the doughnut that he could share with his family. The wine, only the dad could drink. But donut family can eat. You know from a child: love is sharing. Love, is to put you in mind whenever and wherever you are. So I love the atmosphere in McDonald's and Kentucky, where you always see kids playing around, old people sitting around the window, parents queuing, and last family enjoying happy times. So much later, I loved baking, because it allowed families to enjoy both good and healthy and close company. No, I'm making corn ham pizza today, and I'm happy to watch the family sit at the table and share the pizza。
