20th
I’m a little dumpling, short and stout…
I was graciously invited to a dumpling fest. (Thank you, Karen!)
Those of Asian descent took me under their wing and patiently taught me the skill. Some were more creative than others. The monster dumpling was Loren’s creation (bravely consumed by Luke).
I was surprised to learn that you boil dumplings, not fry them. Mmm, healthy.
Ready and waiting for consumption.
After the first mad dive, we slowed down to enjoy the meal.
First, you grab a delicious dumpling dexterously with chopsticks. Then dip the dumpling in the ginger dipping sauce.
Then, last but not least, you EAT IT! I unashamedly ate more dumplings then was good for me (I will not reveal the number, but I kid you not, I was neck-and-neck with Loren).
This was (hopefully) the first of many dumplings fests to come! It was quite a feast!
