I remember that my mother's taste was Sophora japonica cake, because there were big Sophora japonica trees in front of my house when I was a child. Every spring, when Sophora japonica blooms, my mother will make Sophora japonica cakes for me to eat.

When I grew up, I made countless delicacies, but in my memory, my mother's taste was Sophora japonica cake. This delicious food comes from the big pagoda tree in front of my house, which is older than me. It existed when I was born and has been standing in front of the old house in my hometown until now. If there is an opportunity, I want my mother to make me a delicious Sophora japonica cake.

First, the practice of Sophora japonica cake

1, I remember my mother's taste was delicious Sophora japonica cake. To make Sophora japonica cake, fresh Sophora japonica should be picked in spring to remove impurities, and appropriate amount of salt, pepper, eggs, flour, water and cooking oil should be prepared. Prepare fresh Sophora japonica, cut off its roots with scissors, then soak it in clear water for more than ten minutes, and then control the moisture after taking it out.

2. Put two eggs into the washed Sophora japonica, add proper amount of flour, edible salt and pepper, stir evenly with clean chopsticks, and then add a small amount of water to stir evenly into a more suitable paste. Put a proper amount of cooking oil in the pot, heat it, add the batter made of Sophora japonica, spread it quickly into a cake shape with a shovel, fry it until both sides are slightly yellow, and then take it out of the pot.

Second, the taste of Sophora japonica cake

In my memory, my mother's taste is delicious Sophora japonica cake. Sophora japonica cake tastes fresh and attractive, and the flowers are overflowing. Although you can eat delicious Sophora japonica cakes in many places now and make them yourself in spring, I always feel that these Sophora japonica cakes are not my mother's taste. Only when I was a child, it was my mother's taste to slowly make Sophora japonica cake on the big Sophora japonica tree in front of my door, which was the taste in my memory. After the epidemic, I will take my mother home to have a look. At this time, the locust tree in front of the door has blossomed. I hope my mother still has time to help me make my precious pagoda cake, so that I can taste my mother again.