What s the most memorable snack you ll never recover?

From the time I remember to the current university, I have eaten a lot of delicious food, but some snacks can only be recalled in my mind.

After my sister's final exam, the teachers in the town held a commendation meeting to summarize the events of the year. I followed my dad to my sister's town No. 1 middle school, and my sister pulled me to the snack street at the back gate of town No. 1 middle school to eat. The first tofu brain I ate at that time was not the same as what I am doing now.

Now it is white fluid, and the tofu brain in my memory at that time is the same thing as tofu, a big bowl, and there is a soybean on top of each piece of tofu brain, which looks particularly delicate. I don't remember the taste of the first time I ate it, but I remember that I was too full to eat half of it, and it was said that the bowl of tofu brain was only two cents a bowl, and now the tofu brain has been sold for a few dollars a bowl. A few years later, when I was a little older, and when I was going to take the exam at the town No. 1 Middle School, the back door of the school was closed, and the former snack street was gone, and I haven't eaten the same tofu brain sire.

When I was a child in the village, someone would ride a bicycle in the middle of the night, passing by every door in the village, selling sugar cake fritters. From time to time, my family will also buy a pound of fried dough sticks to eat as a bun. I have also developed a way to eat it, bite one end of the fritters, and then pour some tap water, and eat it like that, it is very delicious, and I feel much better than the current fritters soaked in spicy soup.

In the past, the environment in the village was good, the tap water was all well water, and it was sweet, and there were no impurities. The sweet well water soaked in the fritters is a rare happiness in childhood. Now the environment is also poor, the water quality is not good, the feeling of making fritters is not as good as before, and when I grow up, I rarely eat fritters.

I used to eat a sauce cake in the high school cafeteria. At that time, the standard of living had already risen, and the sauce cake cost two yuan a piece, but it was triangular, and it had been rolled before I bought it. I can describe how big it is.

Normally, I eat a maximum of two steamed buns in a meal to be full, but after eating this one cake, I almost find a feeling of fullness. So I usually have a bowl of porridge and a sauce cake. When you go to university, there are also sauce cakes that are sold, but they are not as delicious as they were in high school, and they are not as big as those in high school, and the sauce cakes bought in the town or elsewhere can only be said to have a sauce flavor, and you can eat the same sauce cakes, and you may only be able to eat them if you can enter the high school gate.

I used to like to eat my mother's handmade steamed buns, which are big and white, and they are still very soft to eat, and they have been in my mouth for a long time, and they have a sweet taste. Later, when I went to school, I learned that it was the starch that broke down in the mouth, except for the maltose. Now my mother doesn't make steamed buns, and she eats steamed buns at home all day long.

Although I still really want to eat the sweet steamed buns that I used to have. The steamed buns I bought outside have no taste, and no matter how long I hold them in my mouth, I can't feel a trace of sweetness. Maybe it's also the taste of home.

Life goes on, these things can only be thought about in sleep or out of thin air, there are many delicious things, but there are few things with feelings, I am used to living a life without meat and happiness, sometimes think about how crisp and sweet the peanuts in the field were back then. <>

In junior high school, I ate a bowl of green vegetable knife noodles and a serving of rice noodles and ham with my classmates, and a Lao Gan Ma chili saury made by my mother. Grandma made a bowl of porridge on the stove, a pot of rice and duck soup. An aunt's red rice root cooked in a pressure cooker.

Grandma's stove poop has a unique taste. I haven't eaten it in ten years, so I don't know if I can eat it again.

The most memorable thing for me is the braised noodles in my hometown, and every time I go back to my hometown, I have to eat a bowl.

A kind of chocolate, my father brought it back on a business trip, I don't know what brand it is, I only remember that it is delicious, it is said to be freshly made, I can't remember it clearly, it may not be so delicious, it is very delicious in my memory when I was young.

When I used to study in Anqing, there was a fried noodle stall in the alley opposite the school every morning, and the owner and his wife would go out for a while in the morning. I never tasted that flavor of chow mein again.

The pancakes made by my aunt at the entrance of my high school are super delicious, and then they are no longer sold, and the fried grilled sausages are all self-matched, super fragrant.

Soy sauce dipping chicken, roasted radish hoof, shredded pork stir-fried and stir-fried, assorted yellow on both sides, sweet and sour short ribs, braised lion's head!

In my memory, the small fish that my grandmother burned was not a snack, when I was a child, I was hungry, so I clamored to eat it every day, and now I can no longer eat small crispy fish, because my grandmother has long since left, and only the taste I am still recalling and remembering is left.

When I was in junior high school, I would eat a fried rice dumpling every night, brushed with sauce, it was really delicious, probably because the conditions were not good at that time, and I thought it was something that I thought was delicious at that time, and I wanted to come a few days ago.

Grandma's stove poop can no longer be eaten.

The most memorable thing for me is the guy who went to junior high school, the noodles under my aunt are served with two pieces of braised dried seeds for 5 cents, and the taste is still unforgettable.

When I was a child, my father took me to eat tofu brains and baked cakes, but now the tofu brains and baked cakes don't have the taste of the past. I don't know why the memory is so deep