The weather had been acting weird and kind of lost its sanity
. The rainy season is finally over but it seems that the sun is shining a little too furiously for everyone's liking. Afternoons are hot and extremely humid, vexing to the point of unbearable. There are days the sky seems to be sad, almost as if she's about to burst with tears from the lurking heat and frustration. Sometimes a cloud swiftly looms over only to brush off the drop of tear at the corner of her eye, leaving her pent up even more. The day is warm and slithering, the night humid and sophicating. The sky couldn't hold on to the weight anymore. When it did pour, it was a thundery and loud one. Once again the air is crisp and fresh. I felt relieved and if I did stop and look up for a moment, I will find the rainbow and pot of joy close by.
We’ve all experienced these times in our lives just as we do in nature. We have seasons between seasons, transitional times that bridges from the past to present; from the now to our future, weeks when we feel our whole lives are being consumed, heaping various degrees of indignities upon oneself into a dog pile. Friction builds up between couples like a storm waiting to wail. Throughout the year, I've learnt to put our indifference aside, taking the lead to be optimist and have faith. Embracing the warm kisses from the sun and dancing in the rain. Taking everything a step at a time. Everything else will fall into place.
It does. It always, always does.
A year ago today, we were still barely a year old and felt like we were in a tailspin. Though, we talked and laugh a lot. We cared for each other, our conversations were skewed towards general musing, scratching the surface topics, never depth enough to topics that pricked our hearts. Nor did we share about things that were holding us back. I was clueless about his secrecy. He was frustrated trying to deciphering me. I called him a morphing monsters. I was benched marked. We were afraid to bare ours bones. Though we endured a lot of turbulence and through optimism we found reservoirs of love and strength we didn’t know we had. We learnt to acknowledge our difference, forsake our egoism and to take each other for who we are. It was through these moments of fights and uncertainty that we found us. A year on, it seems that we may have found the right cruising altitude.
The foundations of a relationship is fairly simple as with the basic of flour and water to make scallion pancakes. Like the words taken to depict the texture; the unappetizing hard and dry to deliciousness of crispy and flaky. Same ingredients can have vast results. The varying results depends on the externals efforts; resting time, kneading technique, layering, rolling and coaxing it to shape. Wonderful scallion pancakes builds on layers of air pockets to create beautiful thin flakes. Love manifest upon layers of understanding, encouragement and patience that nobody can rush. It not about me or you; or the type of flour or if its salted with fleur du sel. It's rather the process of how we make good for our future to work as one; to make beautiful chewy, flaky, and savory scallion pancakes. I hope yours is as delicious.
One year ago: Mozza & an inspired pasta recipe
Ingredients
2½ cups plain flour
1 cup very warm water
Canola or vegetable oil
Salt
1 bunch scallions, thinly sliced
Method
Mix flour with water until it forms a smooth dough. Knead by doubling the dough over and pressing it down repeatedly, until the dough is even, smooth and very elastic. Put it back in the bowl. Cover the bowl with a damp cloth and let the dough rest for about 30 minutes.
Cut the dough into 4 equal parts. Lightly dust the table and rolling pin with flour. Roll as thin as possible and brush the surface with oil, lightly sprinkle some salt. Roll the dough up tightly, creating one long snake of rolled-up dough. Coil into a round dough bundle.
Flatten the coil with your palms and roll out as thinly as possible again. Lightly brush the top of the dough with oil, then sprinkle it evenly with chopped scallions and salt. Roll up the filled dough and coil a second time.
For the third time, roll out the coiled dough bundle again into a flat, smooth, round pancake. Heat a flat-bottom skillet on medium high heat and add 1 tablespoon cooking oil. Working in batches, pan-fry the pancakes until golden brown, It should sizzle, but not burn. About 2 to 3 minutes on each side. Serve warm.
-till next post, ss.
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Labels: appetizer, Asian, chinese, pancakes, recipe, scallion, spring onions
The weather had been acting weird and kind of lost its sanity. The rainy season is finally over but it seems that the sun is shining a little too furiously for everyone's liking. Afternoons are hot and extremely humid, vexing to the point of unbearable. There are days the sky seems to be sad, almost as if she's about to burst with tears from the lurking heat and frustration. Sometimes a cloud swiftly looms over only to brush off the drop of tear at the corner of her eye, leaving her pent up even more. The day is warm and slithering, the night humid and sophicating. The sky couldn't hold on to the weight anymore. When it did pour, it was a thundery and loud one. Once again the air is crisp and fresh. I felt relieved and if I did stop and look up for a moment, I will find the rainbow and pot of joy close by.
