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2009年09月05日

廣東小吃-蝦蛟

材料:

澄粉100克,澱粉30克,鮮大蝦半斤,筍一塊(我沒有,就用金針菇代替了,用茭白也行),肥豬肉1兩塊。

做法:
(一)準備餡料:

1、大蝦洗淨,去皮,去泥線,取2/3用少許姜、料酒、鹽醃製10分鐘;

2、取剩下的1/3的蝦仁剁成泥,備用;

3、金針菇洗淨,剁成碎丁,備用;

4、肥豬肉剁成泥,備用;

5、將蝦泥、豬肉泥、金針菇丁加入醃好的蝦仁中,加入薑末(可稍微多一點)、少許鹽、料酒、攪拌均勻。

(二)準備面皮、包:

1、100克澄粉和10克澱粉混合拌勻(另外20克澱粉暫放一邊備用);

2、燙麵:加開水,邊加邊攪拌,到沒有乾面就OK了,蓋上蓋子悶5分鐘。 ;

3、取燙麵在案板上揉呀揉,分幾次加入剩餘的20克澱粉;

水晶蝦餃

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4、加入一點豬油或橄欖油,再揉;

5、揉好後,醒一會;

6、取一小塊,搓成長條,切小段,趕成圓皮;

7、放入餡捏成餃子狀

8、鍋中墊上胡蘿蔔片(防止粘鍋),將蝦餃碼如,蒸5分鐘(開水)


特別提示:

很多朋友們都遇到了蝦餃皮破裂的情況,其實我也是試驗了很多次的,而且也包不出飯店的可愛模樣,以下建議僅供參考了:

1、一定要開水燙麵,燙麵時要燙勻,不要有乾面,燙完之後悶5分鐘;

2、揉麵時要加豬油,

3、蝦仁受熱後會膨脹,因此包的時候一定要留出空隙,否則就會把皮撐破(我在考慮是不是把大蝦仁先燙熟再包會更容易一些,不過沒試過,暫不強烈推薦)

4、鍋中墊上蔬菜

5、從頭到尾都要輕拿輕放呀!
  

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2008年06月28日

Distance Beauty

The boyfriend will appear downstairs on time every morning to separate the lovers of two places, give her a steaming hot ground egg cake;

On every weekend sunnily, they can lead to set about going shopping together, select the clothes, or the present meticulously for each other;

At every night, they will all be distressed at parting in front of the dormitory building, the boyfriend will be easy to lead to set upright for her, wrapped up in the good muffler;

Have a meal together, study individually together, kiss on the side road which does not have people;

They can experience mutual heart and breath, can not use any speech, it is enough to just express love with the expression in one's eyes.

They can cry, can make a noise, can act like a child with a unprincipled one, can angry answer the call, in the other side, wait for it downstairs holding the rose present.

Thing that they can do really numerous, many must oneself find. All right that there is a lover

There are such a group of persons, their love is through the numerous mountains and rivers, they are bearing the agony that other people never have a trial test, only because they know that have happiness that oneself wants in that remote city.

They can accompany the other side go shopping, has to present sending to, passing by again and again;

They can only comfort the pale message when the other side is sad;

When the other side is helpless, can only hold the breath which listens to the other side hard of the telephone and sound of cry in the hand.

They need make warm, perhaps it leaf through message in the past, curl up blow body in night, hold oneself tightly, tell oneself, we are together;

Have fallen ill, can only lie in the dormitory alone, or go to the hospital to buy medicines and hang water alone;

When they quarrelled, the injured was always two people, unable to explain, unable to be forgotten. The shadow is lonely, or groups that they always appear.

Unless it is other to look at lover the in pairs, hearts one's own the getting sadder for a moment,at most can only clockwork spring message, tell the other side, I have missed you

However, this damnable love! Attacking like so many people's moth puts out the fire! They firmly believe time, distance question, they with loyal! Wang Fei sings that " likes getting moths and puts out the fire,

It is a kind of enjoyment. " Although might not be the enjoyment, they are willing!

They will often afraid whether the other side has had enough, very healthy, happy.

Will check the weather of that remote city well every night, tell the other side early in the morning lower the temperature, add garments.

See an interesting thing, share with the other side as soon as possible.

Oneself is sad, just go to the forum to complain.

Their most romantic thing is no more than the meeting of once of one month, even longer time!

It is joyful when meet, the agony while parting, the stations of two places have witnessed their emotion, have witnessed their separation and reunion.

Each meeting let emotion of them get distillation, let mutual love have first more more. That short two days, it is beautiful, can have let them aftertaste all the time, until the meeting next time!


"The distance is an examination paper, whether the oath of measurement in love, will realize finally. We are still learning to communicate for the love

The language, is learning to forgive that sheds tears, wait until we learn to fly, fly over night and test, day will graduate from the loneliness soon, it was arduous that we used many a little, to exchange a little happiness more, this is the distance beauty.

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2008年06月14日

The Memory For Winter

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It is quiet day in winter, the autumn wind sprouts the ones that meet the eye on every side densely to cut down thinly and witheredly and yellowly, let the fallen leaves fluttering step the melody of season. Slip in being deep, dark long a long one that rub to a strong one gradually too winter, let us pursue the matchless hope in the dream. The lake surface with rippling surface condenses the same nip in the air of iron, ripe calm and steady replacement moves youthfully efficaciously. On such a day, everything is quiet, ice-bound and quiet equally.

Very warm and dim in winter as a child. At that time, whenever the granddad would macerate the good rough pole to dig out from the silt in the pond, peel off above rough silk, paint with plant ash good, put when the corner, I know that should wear the lined jacket; Granddad's whole good basket and rake, while collecting fallen leaves when open, I am looking forward to first snow in winter. In three nine-day periods after the winter solstice, after four nine, the backyard of the family is always pretty and cleverly-made mountain the same fallen leaf and hay, all choose back in the morning by granddads. After the granddad comes back, often sit at the gate of central room, take out the water pipe, I go to the corner to fetch and cut the rough pole, firing in the pool of cooking stove, in front of sending waving to the granddad with hands. Waited for him to install a bag of cigarettes in the childhood, lighted for him, is smoking listening to his snore snore, learn to smoke making a noise. The granddad let me smoke one if it is not out of date to break, if the granddad say what children study this and do, result release cigarette water of bitterness, chock pairs of tears, have naughty later. The granddad came to become literate, but will moan much ditty, had a good memory at that time, learnt, shouted showing off everywhere, it's a pity that only remembers one or two sentences now. Study in the primary school later, like, run farther other the public always leave school, because pushed away and opened to hear grandmother's cordial call, the granddad embraces a lot of firewood standing grain to light in the stable, whole family sit around around, having a chat about the world outside the mountain while eating and cooking the good peanut, the sweet potato. Warm oneself by a fire except granddad,it it is the dim in the sun whether to like even more it get sun with when,let follow wall of the sun granddad always, by smoking a water pipe there. It is often that a lot of old men enclose it together, draw out the topic stored all one's life from the thick cotton-padded clothes, explaining the most primitive life in most simple language. The water pipe rumble is accompanying the native regional accent, the shining white beard reflects the wrinkles of beaming with joy, filling in the blank of day clearly and melodiously of ox bell nearby, the runabout child extends happy future. It is warm and dim in this is winter.

Ate the chow mein in the winter morning at that time, parched the sweet potato, mixed in the thin rice gruel of sweet potato, in summer and shine the good three-coloured amaranth or autumn salts eggplants under down, turnip silk, is chewing light flavour, it is clean to experience the simplest one. Wet morning fog float in the air smoke from kitchen chimneys milky white, institute the runabout chicken's dog sets off out a kind of easiness outside generation. At that time! It is to miss old times or old friends to always miss in the past, it was forgetting in the past not to miss a beautiful one. What I always think was not cold in winter at that time, perhaps lived in elder's warm and dim sight. In fact only care about, even if without speeches, cordial, like that dim and happy and harmonious stove fire and that wheel of suns in winter, the ones that will give somebody one kind from the deep of the heart are warm and dim.

It is the most lively too in winter. Much less the flourishing antithetical couplet around the Spring Festival, the village theatrical performance given on religious festivals in old times clamouring; Cockfighting, crowding and piling and piling etc. chasing much less on the school playground too. Worth aftertasting at gentle night of winter only. After being busy, is enumerating piles and piles of straw poles, sweet potato seedling sons in the farm, the evening when there is no film in autumn, little partner take office, come show up, playing games, shout while playing: Chicken chicken dragon, cuts down the straw, your child of the house revitalizes me to choose. You choose someone, shoulder the sliding weight of steelyard. The sliding weight of steelyard is not empty, choose your brothers three. Who are three brothers all? Dog egg have a try. Quiet Ann at night of winter lies in the moonlight of the water sample, our voice is but like sliding on the ice surface, clear and loud and clear and melodious, it seems that washing in the hot spring is equally moist and bright with the village. Sometimes, there is no moonlight, play hide-and-seek, shelter from it after the haystack, or climb up trees, see the stars filled with the deep canopy of the heavensing, it is fragrant to take a sniff at a burst of grasses distributed out by the body, experience the suddenly far, suddenly near sound of one's walking in the ear, look like, visit ocean in stars, like shelter from, in remote horizon, draw noise and excitement to get back to game back one hand often. At that time, pond thick ice cover, can play disc pomegranate, rural dirt road can push a barrel of hoops, the fallen leaves in the gully can bake the sweet potato to pile, can warm up persimmons in the haystack of firewood. Everything pass naturally, cold to slip away sport, in a lively one often, lonely to pass when make friends in talk and laugh. The life style at that time is a lot of generations according to legend.

The old man likes hearing of the book in winter nights, the children are the shade of the elderly. The whole family locks the door, is carrying the small stool, gather to the leeward place in the village, the ones that blew out and picked up carried the light, storyteller's three direct links drum, several hundred people become very quiet, the children depend on in the adult's arms serenely, wrapped up in the dream growing up making in the thick cotton-padded clothes. A bit heavier one takes office and crowds together, then in the back of listen to sanxuan, 3-stringed Chinese guitar played with a plectrum and tabor deeply moving story, repeating a few gags in the heart, or read actor's fluent jingle silently. Whole village immerse, in one pieces of old legend, the cold star at the very high sour tree-top hang, Yong Yong hear book people tell too.

It is the best season reading in winter. Get up in the morning, draw curtains, outside is silvery white world, very quiet, let people feel that seem to live in the old artistic conception, " a thousand mountain birds fly definitely, ten thousand is killed by tracks of people " . Open window is in one breath, let nip in the air thorough ins and outs heart spleen in ice, then turn on the stove, let the red flame bake the full whole room. Shut the window, in the ones that are only mirroring in the snow are empty and white, snuggle up to it in front of the stove, take a book out from bookshelf, sampling silently. The sparrow sporting among the eaves besides window at this moment is playing the unknown game, no sound can be bothered, can exchange with the wise by talking with ancient silently. It study at this moment according to for interest,for attitude naturally, have any utility and pressure, remember being most clear, it is most original too to experience, the ones that studied had the realm the most. From flavor to strong place, can step on snow, along day familiar path often, let bunches of foot sign print off course that pass by, the snow at that time is very fine, the once snow did not take for more than ten days, on the road except since the already footprint was the endless silvery white.

In fact the memory for winter is very remote, the simple and unadorned one is as simple and elegant as ink and wash painting, distributing the simple and unadorned and fresh one naturally, the companion is strong and cordial and honest and kind. Very pale in winter at that time, the dull picture had no prose of the plot, was full of trival matters of sincere life, the ones that are revealing and can't instruct in words are calm, has not cared, it is artificial not to have, there is no sham, has not covered up, even if is dull, there is flavour.

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