There is a food that is truly unique to everyone.

"While turning the pages of the novel, a line of words suddenly jumped into my eyes. I couldn't help but smile knowingly. Why don't I agree with this? Sometimes, there is a fate destined by God between food and people.

They were looking for opportunities to meet each other until they met... 1. Meeting on the noisy street, with the steam rising and the elementary school students holding their change over their heads, the air seemed to be filled with excitement. "What attracts so many people?"

?

"I happened to pass by here (the only way to get out of school), so I walked up curiously, and took advantage of my slim figure to squeeze into the crowd. "It's just a mobile stall.

After seeing it clearly, I made a "cut" sound, but my eyes were tightly tied to the things being fried on the stall: a small and exquisite ball was lying on the round mold, and it was frying with a "sizzling" sound.

There is a strong fragrance from time to time. Most of them have been put on golden coats, elegant and attractive. The female boss holds a slender bamboo stick and picks up a small ball from time to time and turns it over quickly;

Either add some oil to make it crispier; or hold a delicate funnel and squeeze the batter on the empty mold... I couldn't help but take out a one-yuan bill from my schoolbag and timidly asked the boss:

“Auntie, how do you sell these small meatballs?

The female boss smiled heartily: "Kids, these are octopus balls. Auntie added a lot of octopus pellets!"

One dollar each.

"One yuan? I happened to have one yuan! I quickly paid the money. The aunt quickly collected the money, quickly picked up a meatball, added a lot of ingredients, and like lightning, reached out and took out a small cup and threw the meatball in

cup, stuffed it into my arms, and rushed to collect the money. I stayed dumbfounded for a while until a classmate next to me reminded me kindly: "Hurry up and get a bamboo stick!

Otherwise, do you eat it with your hands?

"I just woke up from a dream and took out a bamboo stick from a small tube and inserted it into the small meatballs, but I couldn't bear to take a bite. The golden and crispy small meatballs, the thick dark brown "small meatball sauce"

"(Specially paired with the sauce for the small meatballs!) Off-white salad, jet black seaweed, petal-like fish flowers, green chopped green onion... It's like a work of art on the tip of the tongue! Take a bite, it's sour and sweet.

The salad dressing and the fragrant "meatball sauce" melted on the tip of the tongue first, and then the small meatballs, which were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the plump and chewy octopus pellets slid over, and the whole mouth was filled with its aroma... I slowly

Slowly, immerse yourself in this wonderful delicious food... 2. People who know each other say: "A kind of food, a story."

"I thought, what kind of touching story is behind the octopus dumplings? I kept reading a lot of information about it on the Internet and finally revealed its story - it turns out that the famous octopus dumplings are takoyaki.

, it was originally made very simply: octopus is coated with egg white and eaten with ingredients. The famous Japanese gourmet Rikichi Endo liked this food very much, so he modified its method and gave it a cute name: "Little Octopus."

Meatballs." Soon, this delicacy spread. "Well, it turns out that its story is not grand at all!

"I pursed my lips, but when I thought about it seriously, why does it have to be so uplifting? Isn't it better to have a story as gentle as boiled water and as gentle as jade? It's like a faint but extraordinary legend. I brushed the pages of the book, and there was something written on it.

Picture of Xiao Wanzi. I smiled secretly, even though the story was public... 3. Xiangsi is on summer vacation, and I can’t eat the snacks sold next to the school.

So I thought about it day and night. The food at the stall was very dirty, right? But as long as it was the food I liked, it was the feeling of satisfaction.

Isn't it comparable to the fish and meat? Put aside those dry teachings, as long as you are happy, isn't it enough? When I looked at the sky in a daze, the clouds became rounder and finally turned into a cloud.

When I was drawing, a little trace appeared out of thin air on the white paper, and when connected, it happened to be a small octopus ball with sauce; while I was sleeping, the little octopus balls dripping with sauce jumped up and down.

In my dream, I held my hand and spun it around happily. Our laughter swayed far and wide... Sometimes, we imagine that the food we love is a person, a person with his own favorite things.

A friend who likes the character and appearance. And humans and food are equal, just like I belong to Octopus Maruko-chan, and it belongs to me.