Kid Friendly Recipes
VicentaLakin
When I knock on the shell of the pretzels and watch the gravy flow out, it feels like I'm knocking on the door of a lover. Perhaps every human being has a shell, a mask, a disguise, and when we come closer to each other, listen to each other, fall back and forth between harm and warmth, then believe in the coming of true love, and open the door to the moment, that light and ecstasy are enough for the rest of our lives. As long as you feel it, as long as you believe, as long as you're brave enough to bow to each other's doors
VicentaLakin
I've been drinking milk tea since I was a kid in Inner Mongolia, especially the local Mongolian milk tea, which tastes a little bit salty, not tired, but smells more and more. The most memorable thing is to go to herders' homes, and all that's missing is grunts of hot, milky tea with thin and soft Mongol pies, which, when you think about it, will be spitting. The pure Mongolian milk tea is made of brick tea, which I can't buy on my side, which used to be replaced with Pumma tea, which is more health-careful and tasteful, and which is usually made of small pots of tea. It's so convenient to use milk tea in soy milk machines。