Dumpling Daze
It is December and it is warm. I woke up this morning with the windows wide open to the splashing traffic below thinking of ice cream. Eggnog ice cream and warm, pine-scented rice dumplings. And that made me think of you my dear friends.
Joan and I took a long walk after our sauna in yesterday’s drizzle to Prosperity to share jiaozi with plastic forks from a styrofoam plate on a sticky counter. Five for a dollar. The cuffs of my sweater are stained with dumpling juices. I consider last week’s orgy of xiao long bow. I can kick this dumpling habit anytime, but who wants to? I am wallowing in juicy pork filled packages to assuage these shorter and shorter days.
But tonight I will save myself for a solace of meatballs and Martinis…my meat science books have arrived. I have serious reading ahead to prepare for the Big Chill.
Hester Street
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We need to do a joint sausage venture this year! We have the fresh meat but not the time. Too busy launching the cheesemaking in January.
edgwickfarm
December 7, 2011 at 4:10 pm