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[glass_icarus]

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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[mercredigirl]

Rice noodles: bee hoon, and chor bee hoon, I never even thought about how even the noodles I eat are rice, until I went to northern China, where the staple crop is wheat, and I was a flabbergasted southern girl. I adore chor bee hoon, whether it’s in laksa, Chinese-addled tomyam (basically a variation of suan-la soup with another name tacked on!), or beef noodles.

Oh, and chicken rice, flavoured with stock!

When I go to college I am definitely bringing a cheap $50 rice cooker.

[glass_icarus]

Mmmmmmm rice noodles!! &hearts

[mercredigirl]

I have also been reminded that I missed out bee tai bak!