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Pot edge is a delicacy in Fujian.
The edge of the pot is also called "fixed edge paste". In Fuzhou dialect, "Ding" means pot in the old saying. In the traditional pot, the soup of clams should be cooked in a large pot first, and the clams without shells roll up and down in boiling water. Rub raw radish on the inner ring of the pot and rub it carefully with your hands and feet. Then, scoop up a spoonful of ground rice paste and pour it around the pot. Suddenly, thin rice paste covered the whole pot. In a short time, the rice paste was burned into a thin dry piece, and a shiny thing was stuck on the edge of the pot, and the periphery was slightly inclined. At this time, pick up the shovel and shovel the rice paste into the soup at the bottom of the pot. Add some ingredients such as celery, shrimp and mushrooms, and roll up the pot with water. So the name of the pot comes from its practice. The pot edge in the bowl, milky white soup, colorful diced mushrooms, celery stalks and small shrimps, lined with white micro-rolled pot edge pieces, make people look vaguely and think of their stomachs.
On the streets of Fuzhou, it is easy to find a pot shop, but it is not easy to find a good one. Although every restaurant has cooked fish and other dishes that can be eaten in the mouth, the taste is not like that. The Food Garden and Antai Restaurant in Dongjiekou Scenic Resort Scenic Area are a window of Fuzhou cuisine, and this dish by pot is essential. A big bowl of pot is full of delicious soup, and the thickness of the pot itself is also suitable, so you can't help but say yes! The price is a bit expensive, but it's worth it. Just looking at the approachable pot makes you feel expensive and a little uncomfortable. It's best to find a small shop on the roadside. A good pot shop, like a good lover, is hard to find! Langguobian Store on Gudong Road is a famous street corner, thanks to an article in the newspaper. It is said that on that day, countless people came here with newspapers, and I can think of everyone's yearning for a good pot shop. Being famous is expensive, and the quality level is discounted. And bosses who are willing to spend time often add some snacks to the pot in a fancy way, which has become a major feature. The assorted pot on Dongtai Road is also a very popular one. Small shops are often crowded. Although the soup is not clam soup, it may be the name of the assorted pot, and it is also delicious. It's just that the sides of the pot are sometimes thick and some are not standard. In recent days, many new talents have emerged in the streets, often dubbed as Luoyuan Pot Side or Lianjiang Pot Side. I found a home and tasted it. I really tasted a lot of fresh flavors. Soup is still not clam soup, but in terms of the reputation of the two places rich in seafood, it is natural to add more seafood to the soup to make it delicious. The thickness of the pot edge is still up to standard, but self-service ordering is a new move. You can add some favorite ingredients to the edge of the pot according to your own preferences. It is estimated that they are the hottest pot shop in the near future.
There are many ways to eat pots. As an excellent foodie, this common sense is of course indispensable. First of all, soup, the current pot, the practice is unchanged, but clam soup is definitely not found, and some only have very strong monosodium glutamate soup. However, considering the price of a bowl of fifty cents, there is really no reason for a small shop to spend so much money. Pay attention to it. Add some luxurious ingredients to the soup, such as oysters and salted fish, and the price will naturally be higher. Then, it is the thickness of the pot edge. Too thick or uneven pot edge can only show that the chef's skill is too poor, and too thin pot edge is usually not found. If there is, it not only shows that the chef is skilled, but also shows that the store is stingy. Finally, talk about snacks beside the pot. Just finished eating the pot, the soup was a little empty, so I couldn't help ordering something to eat. For example, common fried dough sticks, oyster cakes, rob cakes, etc. It's all fried in a frying pan, golden and crisp. Fried dough sticks are the least distinctive, not only the side of the pot, but also soybean milk, porridge and the like, so you can make do with it without saying anything. Oyster cakes are different from shrimp soup. They are all made by adding soybean powder to rice slurry. Oyster cakes naturally contain oysters in their bellies, and shrimp soup is mixed with several shrimps, which is fried and attractive to Huang Cancan.
For a delicious person, delicious food is always accompanied by various memories. I remember when I was a child, there was a pot shop in the alley. I often go to the alley to buy a big bowl of pot, kicking a pair of flip-flops, holding a big enamel cup and taking it home happily. When I got home, I ate with a fan. At that time, the quality of the pot was good and the ingredients were good. Although there is no clam soup, there is always a surprise at every bite, biting a small cuttlefish or salted fish. Later, because of the demolition, the pot shop moved away, which made me miss it for a long time. Later, after work, I went out to mix bars with my friends every night. When I got home, I couldn't help but go in and have a bowl when I saw the hot air in the pot shop. I remember there was a small shop at home that was not doing well. The pot is not ready yet. The pot in aluminum pot has been mixed with soup, and the taste is naturally greatly reduced. So with several companions, we shouted and complained desperately. The poor shopkeeper was made worse by us for a discount. It seems a bit wrong to think about it now, but the invincible youth at that time was really hard to forget. I remember another time, one night in winter, it was too late to play. I was bored with my companions and strolled in the street near dawn when I suddenly saw a light in front of me. When we got together, we found that it was an early wok stall, and an old Yim (Fuzhou dialect: old lady) was grinding rice slurry. Wow, something to do! We are eager to help Lao Yan make a fire. Two people are sitting next to a stove made of petrol cans, baking a fire, chatting with Lao Yan one build what did not build, and remembering to feed some firewood into the petrol cans from time to time. Finally, it was dawn, and we ate the side of the first pot in the stall. Maybe it's because I added firewood, maybe it's because my companion is a handsome guy, and he thinks that the bowl and pot are indescribable delicious and happy, and there is a little romance like the steam scattered when lifting the pot. As a result, this memory became the most unforgettable.
My love for pots deepened again and again with these wonderful memories. So that every time I leave home for a long time, I miss my family very much, which is the pot. When you get home and put down your luggage, the first thing to do is to find a pot shop on the street and have a good meal. Then sit in the store for a while, looking for the feeling of "Fuzhou old sweet potato".
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