just another fork-tongued dragon lady (
glass_icarus) wrote2011-06-07 12:42 pm
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Talk to me about rice- the magic of it, the wholeness of it, the surprising sweetness that blooms on your tongue in a slow, lingering mouthful, the flavors that vary between different grains. Talk to me about congee and biryani and onigiri and fan tuan and zhong zi and the crisped scrapings from the bottom of the pot that you can eat with peanut sugar or pour tea over to loosen the grains. Talk to me about mochi and guo ba and the addictive nature of rice crackers. Talk to me about rice.
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Rice in a tofu skin, with sesame seeds, so perfect it doesn't even need soy sauce. I think that was a form of onigiri, but it's been a while since I had it, and I can't remember.
Turkish buttered rice.
Jollof rice, which I've never tried, but very much want to, because rice with tomato paste and chilis sounds like something I need in my life.
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Oh man, ever since
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OMNOMNOM o-inari-san...my mother likes to make it with soft stewed (redcooked?) carrots and bamboo shoots and shiitake, simmered in sweet soy/sake/sugar glaze, mixed into the rice.
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