Fun with rehydrated food
Do you remember those little neon dinosaurs you could buy at the Dollar Store? You drop it into a sink full of water and watch it grow into a spongy T-rex. And the fuzzy little bricks that turned into washcloths--those were fun.
I found the adult version: rehydratable (sic) food. Check out the before and after on these woodear mushrooms. A backpackers dream, I think. Jake, are the astronauts onto these things?
I know they're not much to look at, but they take on the taste of anything you cook them with and I like their gelatinous consistency.
They look like something that might wash up on the beach... but trust me, they are truly enjoyable just as long as you are not picky about the texture of your food----or the color---or the appearance.
They're in that dish we call "MooShoo Pork" (Mooshoo is similar to its pronunciation in Chinese: muxu (that's the pinyin)) and countless other dishes around here.
The enlarging mushrooms were really the icing on the cake to a top notch day. ("Mushroom" and "icing" in the same sentence?!) After giving my final exam this morning, I met Josh and Phillip for lunch at our favorite BBQ spot in the Muslim district. Muslim BBQ is lamb or beef skewered onto bicycle spokes cooked outside over some hot charcoals by a guy called WeiWei. With a cigarette dangling from his lips, WeiWei shakes hot spices onto the meat and twirls the spokes over the grill outside. The grill is maybe 25 feet long and 10 inches wide---with enough room for 6 or 7 characters like WeiWei to stand side by side spinning spokes.
The Muslim district is lively-- a hubbub of shouting, laughing, squealing and squawking. Like one big family, really. There is a row of women sitting next to their individual blankets piled high with all sorts of animal parts for sale while the men wheel carts full of hind legs and minced lamb to and fro. Grillers call out trying to entice you to come and eat at their BBQ. For us, always a distinctive invitation: "Helllooooo? ...helloooo?"
Lastly, I thought I would take this opportunity to show you my festive finger nail art before I scratch it off. Snowflakes, flowers, golden glittery stripes... always good times at the beauty shop.
I found the adult version: rehydratable (sic) food. Check out the before and after on these woodear mushrooms. A backpackers dream, I think. Jake, are the astronauts onto these things?
I know they're not much to look at, but they take on the taste of anything you cook them with and I like their gelatinous consistency.
They look like something that might wash up on the beach... but trust me, they are truly enjoyable just as long as you are not picky about the texture of your food----or the color---or the appearance.They're in that dish we call "MooShoo Pork" (Mooshoo is similar to its pronunciation in Chinese: muxu (that's the pinyin)) and countless other dishes around here.
The enlarging mushrooms were really the icing on the cake to a top notch day. ("Mushroom" and "icing" in the same sentence?!) After giving my final exam this morning, I met Josh and Phillip for lunch at our favorite BBQ spot in the Muslim district. Muslim BBQ is lamb or beef skewered onto bicycle spokes cooked outside over some hot charcoals by a guy called WeiWei. With a cigarette dangling from his lips, WeiWei shakes hot spices onto the meat and twirls the spokes over the grill outside. The grill is maybe 25 feet long and 10 inches wide---with enough room for 6 or 7 characters like WeiWei to stand side by side spinning spokes.
The Muslim district is lively-- a hubbub of shouting, laughing, squealing and squawking. Like one big family, really. There is a row of women sitting next to their individual blankets piled high with all sorts of animal parts for sale while the men wheel carts full of hind legs and minced lamb to and fro. Grillers call out trying to entice you to come and eat at their BBQ. For us, always a distinctive invitation: "Helllooooo? ...helloooo?"
Lastly, I thought I would take this opportunity to show you my festive finger nail art before I scratch it off. Snowflakes, flowers, golden glittery stripes... always good times at the beauty shop.
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