Thursday, November 12, 2009
Dumpling, My Dumpling
Oh Dumpling, what makes you so delicious? Is it your delicate skin? Your chewy bite? Perhaps your steamy and savory filling that gets me so? Whether fried or steamed, frozen or fresh, it is no matter. I love you in all shapes and sizes. I love you filled with vegetables, chicken, and most especially pork. Oh Dumpling, you have never done me wrong.
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3 comments:
Those look divine! I had homemade gyoza with Christmas dinner last year, pan-fried until slightly golden-brown — I agree, dumplings are love. :)
What a fun ode to dumplings! Their name and their shape and taste certainly inspire poetic musings.
And, like pasta, what's there not to love?
Dumplings ARE love... well said.
:)
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