To speak of our "spectrum", that is varied: rice, noodles, wonton, zi ba...Every kind of aftertaste making a person is boundless, cooing.But my favorite, or grandma package turnip meat dumplings.
You see, steaming dumplings on the table.The green onion, sauce, floating in each small and exquisite of dumplings, fragrant, let a person lick one's chaps.Tasting the soup, the taste refreshing, immediately warmth spread throughout the body.Having a dumpling observes, it seems to be a ship loaded the ship, raise white sails;And as a body of a small octopus, the wrappers is its tentacles, tightly caught my sight, smell, taste, I can't wait to put a dumpling into his mouth, but dumplings like a naughty child, deliberately, and I also didn't wait for my teeth to react, "with a swish" slip into the belly.I carefully taste dumplings left lingering fragrance, it make clicks plaudits for while to scoop a dumpling.I decided this time to see their "looks like".When the teeth after "waist" intimate contact with dumplings, mutilated dumplings with the stuffing in the spoon.Carrots delicious meat mixed with fragrance, just like the eyes, drill my nostrils, I yield to the temptation of fragrance, Wolf down, instantly killing a bowl of dumplings.I touch the chubby belly wanting more, mouth fresh fragrance in the turnip and meat, delicious.
I love to eat grandma cooked dumpling, grandma love more capable and hardworking.