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day 28 → a food

Woke up this morning at 7. Taken aback by how dark it was.
My reactions, in order, were:
1). Is it raining? (No, it was a beautiful, if a bit dark, morning.)
2). Is my alarm clock set to the correct time? (Yes, the alarm on my phone also went off.)
3). Is this a massive and cruel prank? (No, microwave, oven, and wall clocks were also telling me that it was time to get up.)

The correct answer: the sun did not come up until 7:34. Daylight savings is messing me up, man.

Anywho.

This topic is putting more pressure on me than I had originally imagined. My favorite food? What I most recently ate? What I want to eat? Chinese food? Food truck food? Beautiful gourmet food?

For lunch, I had a pan-fried bun (which makes me dream of Chinese food stalls lining the street here).


No one told me that 豆腐乳 can be used as anything other than a delicious spread. By pure genius, I created the most amazing dish for dinner.

Sweet, Savory Pork
ft. Carrots & Bell Peppers

BUT WHAT I REALLY WANT TO EAT IS 冰糖葫芦. BECAUSE THAT SHIT IS AMAZING.



Or Bingtanghulu for you plebeians. Candied Chinese hawthorns. Sticky, sweet, tart, delights (think sassy, tiny crab apples) on a stick. Best for winter time, when the hawthorns are biggest and without pits. Your gums will ache from the mass amount of chewing and trying to dislodge stubborn bits of sugar, BUT IT IS THIS NOT-SO-LITTLE-GIRL'S DREAM.

GUESS WHO CANNOT WAIT TO GO TO CHINA.

P.S. I bought some beautiful coloring materials on my way home today. They were on sale, and I was feeling good. It was love at first sight.

(I almost bought some expensive, basic-ass acrylic paints. Thank god I didn't.)


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