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Back in high school, my friends and I often visited a Japanese restaurant in the center of our town. Offering a traditional hibachi menu, it had enough options to satisfy each of our varying palates (read: I could eat rice and chicken and give my vegetables away). My friends had a rule when it came [...] Last summer, a friend of mine hosted a spring roll making party. I seem to recall consuming more wine than focusing on rice paper wrapping, but somehow the skill stuck with me. I later learned that the “spring” rolls we made were more appropriately titled “summer,” due to the fact that we didn’t fry them. [...] This past weekend, my mom brought me the largest cucumber I have ever seen. I remember someone in Israel telling me that American produce scared him, and cucumbers should be small and eaten whole, not engineered to the size of a baseball bat. Enter the bat: This afternoon I used part of it in the most [...] |
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