What I talk about when I talk about food

The last time I did Facetime with my mother, I requested her to do one thing immediately right after I return back home in Christmas holiday ---- bring me to at least ten restaurants and feed me enough Chinese food until I have to go back to school.

Instead of promising me with a mom’s concern, she laughed at me. “What have you eaten for these days?” She asked curtly.

So I started with the lunch I ate in the amusement park. Well, it was lenient for me to call it a “lunch”, since I had no idea what I swallowed that noon. That was something eatable with strange shape, and I chose the dots one instead of plain one. That was one of the biggest mistake I have made this year. The dots, after I took my first bite, turned out to be thick salt grains. The bread tasted super salty and bitter, for sure. I ate that piece with 100% of daze, and did not have my dinner that night. I couldn’t stop thinking of my lunch.

Danforth is better off than food outside university, even though I have to change my mind about these old customs I had back in home. Danforth gets milk! Although I’ve never drunk iced cold milk before, I’m trying hard to get used to it. Danforth gets fried eggs! And they’re also lukewarm. Anything lukewarm instead of iced cold impressed me. And anything that could be piping hot may makes me cry. Danforth gets rice! See my heart shaped eyes.

We also had Indian food and Ethiopian food. The Indian one was great; we had fried rice, nann and… three kinds of different color soups? I searched for dishes for a while, and then I realized those “soups” were actually dishes. But they were all appetizing. I know Saurabh may read my blog.

The Ethiopian food was novel for me. We ate without any fork or spoon. Sauces had exotic teastes, and they cooked lamb so different from the cuisine in my hometown and I was like: oh, lamb can tastes like this?

I started to make a food list for what I should eat during winter holiday after I ended Facetime. All the foods, including red jujube pies my grandma make, Chaoshou, ramen and whatever fast foods rushed in my mind, and I had to swallow a lot to appease myself.