in spite of being in a bit of a lull — the result of a sudden influx of paid work, tight deadlines, and the ensuing throbbing, smarting eyeballs the instant i looked up at the screen — this here blog found itself on other eminent pages this week.
there was the dubious (but welcome and gleeful, oh yes indeedy) honour of being someone’s “sad little fetish” at the sydney morning herald blogs. and then being quoted on rice bowl journals about running amok in the aisles of mr wong’s grocery. why, it made me feel like i had cake in my belly.
thank you for coming to read. i will tell you about the dondurma, and the lemon buttermilk ice cream, soon.
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Ooh, congrats, congrats!
Cake in the belly is a good thing, although I’ve been staring at my pics from Ashfield, and am wishing I had crispy bottomed pork dumplings and deepfried red bean pancake in my belly as well…
thank you for writing about your adventures! if it weren’t for you i wouldnt have known about pork floss on bread, which i have yet to try but am a tad afraid to buy a whole package of it :/
helen: i’ve been staring at your ashfield pics too, tonight. 🙂 ah! those crispy bottoms! in fact, yesterday afternoon we had a plate of them up the road from shanghai night; shanghai fast food, i think it was. what a bun it is! crunchy bottom and soup inside. sometimes chinese people are so clever.
saffron: i think you should get one of the pork floss buns or rolls at a chinese bakery. do it! you know you want to!