Is there any smell that you can't forget after eating?

Farewell my concubine [yi tooth]

Although I am 20 years old now, I still occasionally think of the dishes cooked by my grandmother when I was a child. When I came home from school, I ate the meal cooked by my grandmother at the first time. That kind of feeling can't even be expressed, because it's a childhood memory and a nostalgia for relatives.

Mom's pancakes are the most unforgettable.

In the summer of freshman year, I was in a hurry to go out to pee after class and accidentally bumped into the girl's hair. She let out a cry and I was embarrassed, too. I peed in it. Ha ha ha. At that time, I smelled the unspeakable and understandable smell in her hair. This is probably the pinnacle of my life.

Sophora japonica fragrance. When I was a child, my family was in the countryside, and there was a particularly thick locust tree in the yard. My mother said it was the king of Sophora japonica, older than my mother and my father. Before the summer night, I enjoyed the cool in the yard, and the fragrance of Sophora japonica was refreshing. The cake baked by my mother with Sophora japonica is still unforgettable.

Childhood food laid a lifelong foundation for our stomach. Whether it's the noodle wonton made by our family or the bean skin pot helmet on the street outside the school, it represents the childhood that is drifting away from us, and represents the most tender and beautiful memories in our hearts.

Shu Guozhi said in "Talking about Diet in Poverty": The more advanced civilization, the more likely it is to be detrimental to diet. Comparing the present and childhood, we may feel deeply that the snack culture that once gave us good memories and prosperous varieties has long given way to the same chain fast food, which is hard to find.

1.

"I will never forget the taste of that kind of love."

Chu Hsi

Grandma's crispy rice. At that time, cooking dry rice in the rice straw pot would produce a layer of crispy rice grains at the bottom. If you can get the whole pot, you will be very lucky. Gluttonous people will gently gather together to take a bite, full of fragrance, very happy!

I also prefer to call it "Geshang" (the first light sound), which is very charming and delicious to read!

Unfortunately, with the popularity of rice cookers, I seldom eat them, and what I bought in the store is no longer the taste I remembered as a child.

@ jingjing jingjing

My hometown is in northern Guangdong, and it often rains, especially in winter, which is very humid and cold. We will go to school in the town in the fifth grade of primary school. It takes about 30 minutes to ride a bike one way. Although we wear raincoats, our clothes are often wet when we come back.

I can't go to the fields to do farm work on rainy days. Every time in that weather, my sister and her mother will cook a large pot of porridge for our children at home, which contains taro, mushrooms, mustard greens, boiled beans and so on. Every time I rush into the house from the rain, the smell is tangy, so I quickly put on my wet clothes. Several children scrambled to grab the chopsticks, chairs and mushrooms in the porridge and took a bite, and the chill disappeared instantly.

But this delicious food has only been enjoyed for a few winters. Later, my sister went to Dongguan to work. Later, she got sick and left us. I'm not a foodie, and I'm not greedy for meat or anything. Only this porridge has been fragrant in my memory.

@ Four Seas at Home

What ordinary children can't forget is the dishes cooked by their mothers. When I was a child, I went to school at noon, and my mother hurried back from work, so I didn't have time to make any complicated lunches. Just a bowl of noodles, a chopstick and a pot of hot water. In a short time, it was a bowl of "poking fish", tomatoes and eggs were pickled, and I could eat two bowls.

I used to take my mother to the hospital for joint treatment today, and the orthopedic surgeon had to arrange hospitalization surgery. Looking at the old mother, nostalgia turned into companionship.

@ xiaoxiaoyue

My favorite childhood food is salted duck eggs preserved by my grandfather. I don't know why, maybe it's because of my life experience. Grandpa is especially good at picking eggs. The duck eggs he bought are double yellow, and the salted duck eggs are golden yellow and red. Poke it with chopsticks, it will splash butter, and the duck eggs are clear and salty, which is especially fragrant.

After my grandmother died, I lived with my grandfather. Then I grew up and went home. Grandpa gives me salted duck eggs every year, which always tastes good. But grandpa's legs and feet are not neat. My family lives on the sixth floor. Grandpa was inconvenient to go upstairs, so he called my name downstairs. Unfortunately, it took me a long time to hear it, because grandpa's voice dissipated in the autumn wind.

My grandfather died when I was in the sixth grade, and now I'm a junior. Since then, I have never eaten an egg that tastes better than the salted duck egg preserved by my grandfather. Now I think it makes my mouth water and tears. Not only salted duck eggs, but also the taste of love that I will never forget in my life.

@ 亵亵亵亵亵

It's fried bowl baldness. When I was a child, I hated going shopping with my mother. Every time I go to the food market, she will take me to the cooking stall and then go shopping. I still remember sitting quietly on a long bench, watching the old lady jump over all kinds of seasoning bowls with a flat spoon, and finally picking up the pot and stirring it up and down, and it was ready.

Thin shredded potatoes, soy sauce-colored soup, with the fragrance of vinegar and garlic, never tire of eating. That smell has been with me almost all my childhood. Later, my grandmother died, and then I went to high school, went to college and worked in a foreign land. That smell seems to be never found again.

@ Silence

When I was a child, my food was meat buns and fried dough sticks. After working in the field with my parents in the morning, I can fly on the way to buy when I hear the vendors selling steamed stuffed buns and fried dough sticks selling.

@ Middle-aged girl Cahill

Although my family was poor when I was a child, my grandmother occasionally tried to make breakfast for us.

Sometimes, every time he drinks boiled water after a meal, rice porridge and his pickled pickles will be tasteless in his mouth. One morning, grandma took out some eggs, broke them and put them in a basin. She poured the cooked rice porridge soup into the egg bowl and stirred it. After a while, the egg porridge was finished, and some sugar was sprinkled, which was sweet in her mouth all morning.

When I grow up, I wander outside, occasionally making a bowl of egg porridge, and I miss the past food, time and people.

@ Rachel

I think what I like to eat is related to my childhood memories, such as passwords stored in my mouth and stomach. My hometown is Hubei. When I was a child, my family was poor, my father left home, and my mother stayed behind to take care of us. Of course, there are times when my mother is away, but I am used to eating small salted fish made by my mother (small river fish is washed and marinated for at least three days), pickles and pickled radishes made by my mother, so that I still like these foods until I am 30 years old.

I thought I was the only one, but later I found out that my sister's hobbies and appetites were the same. My sister, who is going to be a mother now, said that we must make good food so that children can enjoy the taste of their mothers when they grow up, make delicious food and live a good life.

Hello, little friend

When grandpa was alive, my grandma and I made wonton together. The tofu shop on the corner has fried dough sticks; "Majia Buckwheat" is hot buckwheat. When the curtain is opened in winter, the hot taste comes to my face. ...

@Fenfee

My family often joked with me about my childhood nickname "Zhang Guokui". I am embarrassed to have such a rustic nickname. My parents told me earnestly that in the early 1980s, in that small county called Yuanping, Shanxi, the best dessert for children was this crispy baking cauldron with brown sugar and sesame seeds in the middle.

And my father would buy me one every morning, even though they were ordinary workers at that time, and their salary was only over 20 yuan. Therefore, I am honored to have such a special "sweet" nickname.

Now, whenever I eat the brown sugar pot helmet in my hometown, I always recall the childhood that was not rich in material but full of love and sweetness. ...

@Ariy

When I saw that this was Shu Ge's book, I kept commenting! I was born after 90, and I was brought up by my grandmother. Childhood food is food with grandma. At that time, I visited the only market in the village with my grandmother every day. Banana-flavored sandwich biscuits have just come into fashion. You can eat two packs at a time. Grandma's favorite is salt and pepper soda.

An uncle who lives in the town takes three fresh fish balls to the market every day. I like fish balls. My grandmother always tells my uncle to give me one more, and my uncle always agrees. Occasionally, I will eat a bowl of wonton in luxury, and my grandmother always blows each one cool before sending it to my mouth. Once she did the same to other children, and I found that she was really a kind grandmother.

There are also fried rice noodles made by grandma, crispy rice made by grandma, hot sauce made by grandma, water chestnut made by grandma, and all the delicious food made by grandma. Although I don't buy many snacks in the snack shop, I have grandma's full love and miss her! !

@ Linda

I miss the bean paste buns made by my grandmother. When I was a child, my mother took me back to see my grandparents every time. My grandmother will do it when she has time. The hot steamed bread is out of the pot, so it tastes soft and delicious. ...

And grandma's fried shredded potatoes. Every time, she roughly cuts it and adds a little soy sauce to the special noodles. It is delicious. And when I was in junior high school, my aunt came back from Shenyang to visit relatives and make breakfast for me. She wrapped the cut steamed bread in a layer of egg liquid and fried it in a pot. It's crisp and fragrant ... I miss you.

@ Chen Yun

Mom and dad's fried meatballs (my hometown is Dangtu, Anhui, called fried meatballs). It was a delicious food on New Year's Eve when I was a child. Dad chopped the meat, mixed it with grass rice (puffed rice in my hometown) and rubbed it into balls; Mom put on an apron, hot oil pan, fry. My brother and sister are around the stove, holding hot freshly fried meatballs in their hands, and repeatedly churning between their palms, drooling. Xuanteng, warm and happy.

@SPAAK-COGNAC

Red turtle! It should be regarded as a specialty of Xiamen ~ when I was a child, I was always led by my grandmother to the old vegetable market to buy food. After I buy food, grandma always rewards me with a red turtle. Red turtle shell is a red turtle-shaped glutinous rice cake with banana leaves under it. Now I only vaguely remember the humid and noisy popularity of the old vegetable market. When I was in primary school, the old vegetable market was demolished. Since then, I have never eaten such delicious red turtle shells! !

Go to bed early and eat more.

In fact, I didn't like dumplings when I was a child, but now when I talk about what I like to eat, the first thing that comes to mind is dumplings. There is a sweet and salty taste in memory. Snow-white glutinous rice, tightly wrapped in bright red hawthorn strips, contains fried white sesame seeds and crystal clear white sugar, and it is full of deep saliva when bitten.

Salty favorite is to put only one sausage to estimate the thickness of chopsticks. Sausages are hard, finely ground and delicious. My home is near the Huaihe River. When I was a child, rice balls were rolled into long strips like boats, unlike those in Shanghai.

But because the person you like says you like it, you can buy it several times around, or you can accept spherical rice balls, purple rice coats, fried dough sticks and salted eggs inside, and you also like to eat them. And childhood rice balls, but stay in childhood, like dusty old photos, only occasionally take a look.

2.

"A good day begins with a bowl of familiar confused noodles."

@ zhangyan

Sour plum powder, mini mini-bag, brown powder, you can buy two bags for ten cents. There is a plastic spoon on each bag. A spoonful is sent to the mouth, a little sour and a little sweet, which belongs to exquisite happiness. Or occasionally try to pour a whole bag of powder into your mouth, it will be too magnificent to swallow in an instant.

The attraction of sour plum powder is not only the good taste, but also the small spoon inside. Sometimes people, sometimes small animals, all kinds of colors, although rough, but the different images of spoons, lined up, are also a kind of wealth. Most of them are conventional, and occasionally you will find something you have never seen before. Wow, I'm so happy.

@ Jinshang

Salty (pronounce hán according to local accent) paella! In winter, the sun is just right. I set a small table in front of my hometown, served a bowl of bacon and vegetable rice, and basked in the sun while eating ~ I don't pay much attention to knife skills when cooking at home, and bacon and vegetables are all big, so I think they are all square and solid. I always thought that the essence of bacon was in the fat part. It's really moist and oily when you eat it, and it's in harmony with light green vegetable rice! Ah! ! !

And the cauldron that burns firewood in my hometown. You can shovel some rice crust after cooking ~ you can still eat childhood food when you go home in winter. It can be said that I am a lucky person ~

@ The Story of Time

Soy sauce and steamed sparrows with oil rice are unforgettable. Their origins are all due to the barren and troubled times of the Red Dynasty in the mid-1990s ... We can't see much fishy meat all year round. Grandma occasionally lets the older boys next door dig out to catch sparrows, remove hair and viscera, and then put some lard on the tips of chopsticks.

At that time, sparrows were skinny and had no oil and water. It is estimated that my grandmother also wants me to add some oil stars, steam in a small bowl and drop some soy sauce while it is hot. Aroma and smell can scrape off half a bowl of rice. After eating sparrows' bones, as well as meaty soy sauce and delicious lard, I will suck it for a long time. No wonder the Golden Arch is still a famous hand-grabbed chicken in Kaifeng cuisine.

Sucking is definitely a classic picture of many ways to eat.

As for fried rice, it is even simpler. Just steamed rice, mixed with soy sauce and lard, can be cooked until it swells. If it is leftovers, it is used to make fried rice, and soy sauce and lard are mixed to make the rice more fragrant. Now my son likes to eat this kind of fried rice. Tell him that this is dad's favorite meal when he was a child, and it is a family inheritance of eating goods.

These earliest memories of food, in the years when food was scarce, were branded in the brain like delicious food and melted in the blood. I think even if I have Alzheimer's disease, I don't think I can completely erase the traces in my memory.

That year, I was only two or three or three or four years old ~ ~ ~

@CYJ

Now that I think about it, the childhood food I never forget is actually fried jiaozi. A white-haired old man, carrying a pole, shouted from door to door. You can buy one for ten cents. His fried jiaozi is delicious, the kind that his parents won't cook. His whereabouts are uncertain and he can't find a pattern. If you hear his cry when you are greedy, that day will become sweet. Now, his back and trembling shoulder pole are still engraved in his mind and become the memory of his hometown.

@ Shumin

In this season, when it comes to childhood food, the first thing that comes to mind is the oil chopping board made by grandma on Anyi Road in the alley after school. In the evening of autumn and winter, the oil chopping block is delicious and warm.

At that time, I didn't seem to have so much homework and play now. Ignorant, I often go to the stall to watch my grandmother make an oil chopping block. I first scooped up a spoonful of batter and spread it on the bottom of the mold. I added shredded radish, then poured a layer of batter, fished it up in an oil pan until it was golden yellow, and put it on a shelf next to the pan to drain oil. After a little cooling, I can eat slowly with a piece of paper half the size of my palm, but it will still be very hot.

I remember it was150 cents, but I didn't eat whatever I wanted. Most of the time, I just watch it for a while and play with my friends. I haven't eaten for a while, so I eat one with my pocket money. Sometimes I go with my friends, sometimes my grandfather will buy it, sometimes my parents will bring it back after work, and sometimes my neighbor's adults will give me one when they meet on the road.

After the middle school was demolished, I never saw grandma and the oil chopping block she made, and the oil chopping block stalls everywhere gradually disappeared. I have eaten it several times as an adult. It is on the menu of the hotel and in the ancient town in the suburbs. The food is all nostalgic.

@ Magic

Dried sweet potatoes, sliced sweet potatoes, dried in the sun, and drunk with porridge, which is especially sweet. When I was a child, my dad would sun a bunch every autumn, and it seems that only my family ate sweet potatoes like this-my dad said that it was the same at home when he was a child.

@ Jiusui

Can I say it's the kind of popcorn that pops out with a big machine When I was a child, every month an uncle moved a machine from far away and put it in the big yard, surrounded by a group of people. Every time he put corn kernels in it, the children next to him quickly covered their ears. After the fresh popcorn is baked, the children will sneak aside and secretly pick it up and eat it ... Maybe I miss the sound of big machines, and I can't agree with what Mr. Wu Nianzhen mentioned in Reading Taiwan to save the situation.

Mr. tuisi

A beautiful day begins with a bowl of familiar confused noodles, and still makes delicious memories with the least ingredients and the laziest way. Boil the water, stir the noodles in the pot, then boil the noodles, turn over, beat the eggs, stir, add a little fried cabbage, add salt and seasoning, take out the pot, add a layer of sesame seeds, add a little coriander and chopped green onion, it's delicious.

Soft glutinous noodles, bright yellow eggs, or hidden or present protein, light green Chinese cabbage, green onions, crispy peanuts, fragrant sesame seeds, a slightly brown pot bottom, a bowl of thick soup, I ate a bowl in a daze and couldn't help but have another one. Although I didn't eat it all, it was very enjoyable!

Confused noodles, are you confused when eating? Or are you not confused after eating it? I don't know, but in those years, the confused faces of every household cultivated college students, but it was KFC behind them that cultivated the glory of the king generation. After being forced into middle age, I can't understand the troubles of the times. I just miss the south thousands of miles away, and someone will cook you a bowl of noodles sooner or later. Boyfriend can't cook the taste of mother, but the same love. Thank you.

@ empty ~

The fried tofu at the school gate was blown into a thin layer of golden yellow outside, but it was still tender and delicious inside. The soup is very clear, and there are a few star anise and a little garlic floating in the bone soup at the bottom of the pot. There is a bamboo stick in the plastic bag, and you can eat it while walking. I just came home after eating, and my mouth still smelled of tofu and star anise garlic.

Fifty cents is two yuan, five yuan is five yuan, eating fifty cents is one yuan, depending on how much money is left for breakfast. As soon as school is over, all the students seem to have the energy to sprint in the direction of the booth. You don't know me. I don't know you, but I know that the place you want to go is the same as mine. You have to go quickly. If you are late, you can only watch a group of students with fifty cents in their hands around your aunt (the owner of the tofu stand), disappointed to come early tomorrow.

@ Mingjing (Du Xuan)

Horn taro, a snack baked in a charcoal stove with black outside and white inside, tastes like taro; There is also a snack called "Fried Crisp", which looks like jiaozi and contains peanuts, sesame candy and other condiments. Whether it is cold food or hot food, take a bite of the crispy skin and your taste buds will be intoxicated for a long time.

@ Ding Lisi

I like to eat fried buns. On the third day of 83~84, after school, my father picked me up from school and decided to eat a plate of fried buns, baked skin, hot soup and fresh meat. There is nothing better than it. Later, when I read Please Answer, I was in tears.

3.

"Now I can't see the glutinous rice wrapped fritters sold by pushing the car."

@

Fried ham with milk cake is delicious to Yunnan people. I wonder if Yunnan ham is delicious! Yuntui moon cake, delicious! I haven't eaten ice-skinned moon cakes. Maybe many people haven't eaten cloud-legged moon cakes. I don't know how delicious the ice-covered moon cakes are. I can eat a lot every year! My mother also sent me a bunch of moon cakes with cloud legs to go to college this year. I am homesick!

And cold products! Not a drink, not a bubble tea! Cold noodles, cold noodles, cold noodles! Know what gluten is? Better than meat! Cold gluten+special sour soup+noodles (personal favorite noodles! ), add some hot pepper with oil, sprinkle more parsley, and a bowl of the most delicious cold noodles in the universe can be eaten! My mother will also put some fried peanuts, fragrant! I can eat a bowl of noodles at a time, roll a ball into the soup after eating, and then put it into the soup after eating. It's the daily life of summer vacation, no kidding!

There are more advanced configurations than gluten, cold chicken! Or braised chicken! Snow-white lean braised chicken slices, exquisite slices spread on golden noodles, sexy, have you seen them! Add some oil to the pepper on the sliced meat. Oh, it's up to nine Wan Li!

@ viviya

Coordinate Qujing, Yunnan, unforgettable, fried potatoes and bait blocks, throughout childhood and adolescence.

Fried potatoes are my favorite since childhood. Children in rural areas can't eat high-grade potato chips and ketchup, so in the long years left, they keep a lot of potatoes that have just been dug out of the ground and rolled in mud, peeled and cut into pieces, burned lard, and fried them in a pot, making a loud noise and occasionally burning them golden. Prepare Chili noodles, pepper oil, dried Chili, chopped green onion and mint, and cook them at once.

I especially like eating at dusk. Smoke billowed from the kitchen stove, and all was silent. The big white dog lying at the foot sometimes sticks out its tongue and feeds it a piece.

As for the bait block, it is the beginning of the classic campus story in middle school. Get up at six o'clock in the morning, do morning exercises, and a group of young girls, thin and panting, full of sweat and fat, ran to the canteen without even walking. Breakfast is basically finished, there are many people and a large appetite. Round blackheads are crowded by the small window, waiting for their own white bait girl.

There are different inside, some are wrapped in fat potatoes, and some are hidden with thin sausages. The taste is soft and waxy, and the key point is to fill the stomach. It is really a great comfort to these boys and girls who never seem to have enough to eat.

In high school, it was the most convenient thing besides rice noodles. What impressed me the most was the third year of high school, when time was tight. A boy brought a bait block to a girl in the same class for a whole year. He likes her and rushes into the canteen as quickly as possible every time. It was cold, so he put his hand over the hot breakfast, put it gently on her desk after entering the classroom, and told her to eat quickly. They are not together, so he must have missed it.

Cranial rest

Wuli Jiangnan's blindly crab powder tendons are really insatiable! Unfortunately, there are not many authentic hotels now. ...

Zhanggeng branch

Hubei people have loved glutinous rice since ancient times, especially for breakfast. Glutinous rice food can be steamed, boiled, fried and fried in various ways. But my favorite is the simplest one-fried dough sticks wrapped in glutinous rice.

Steamed glutinous rice is picked up and rolled flat, sprinkled with sugar, broken into fritters and placed on the roll. Simple manufacture and low cost. Take advantage of the heat of glutinous rice, wrap it in fried dough sticks and bite it directly. Glutinous rice and crispy rice echo each other and are full of childhood delicacies. In that era of lack of materials, there was always a trolley opposite the breakfast stall at the school gate, which simply read: Fried dough sticks wrapped in glutinous rice. A few words, but always full of people. Every day when the glutinous rice is sold out, it will be closed and sold in limited quantities. Buy one early and have fun all morning.

After so many years, all kinds of snacks in various places have basically been tasted, and breakfast abroad has almost become a necessity for daily business trips, but they can't find the pleasure of eating glutinous rice fritters. What's more sad is that I can't see the glutinous rice wrapped fritters I'm selling with a cart.

Save money for a trip.

Shanghainese. In the morning in Shanghai, the so-called "four donkey kong" is widely known, that is, pies, fried dough sticks, rice and soybean milk. Among them, pies are often paired with fried dough sticks, which taste like fried dough sticks in hamburgers. What is unknown is that there is something called "rice cake" or "rice cake" in Shanghai besides pie, and it is better to eat with fried dough sticks than pie.

Most of the rice cakes are mashed with indica rice, fermented with wine, and then baked in a special pan. Most of the finished products are two round cakes, one with Jiao Hong and the other with Snow White. Food has rice, wine has fragrance, and chewing is sweet and slightly sour, which complements fritters. Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer vendors and shops making rice cakes in recent years. If it is extinct, it is not a pity.

@ jimi

My hometown, Yandang Mountain in Wenzhou, has become a delicious food that I never forget. Memories of childhood are the main reason. Her delicious food stays in my taste buds, which I often think of. Homesickness is mainly about missing childhood food. It is rare to go back, so be sure to satisfy yourself with the delicious food in your hometown.

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