This is one of the major reasons I will miss my neighborhood when I move out next year. I am knee-deep in love with the contrast of all these quaint triple-decker houses painted brilliant colors (or sometimes not) amongst the chaos of college life and the urban decay in general. I really don't like using that term, urban decay. Makes me sound like an artsy snob.And Now!Adventures in Cooking:
I got it in me yesterday that what I really needed was some Wife Cakes, or Lao Por Bing, and that I didn't need to buy them, I needed to m
ake them.So, after class, I took a trip to Chinatown and bought my ingredients...or what I could find. Only problem? Couldn't find any candied winter melon in the store (most likely due to the fact that I could read none of the labels) but instead found a giant hunk of fresh winter melon. I bought that instead. And, of course, I bought other things too. I love that grocery store in Chinatown.
That there is the wintermelon all cut up. Once I got home...I needed a recipe. And for that I must thank this other blogger for providing it. Though next time I may use this recipe, which I didn't before because I did not think I could get the Golden Syrup from my grocery store (I could...I saw it when I was there for the other baking supplies)
So...first I needed to candy that wintermelon
Look at that lovely, lovely mess. First I was candying the melon, then roasted the sesame seeds and finally making the dough (which needed to sit in the fridge)
I think I should point out that I had never candied anything in my life up until this point, but am not unfamiliar with the fickle ways of incredibly hot sugars. I am now the proud owner of the leftover material of this foray in candying - a half honey half sugar mixture that is cemented into a bottle...
So then I had to make the filling
I can't help but notice...it doesn't look like the filling in that other blogs photos.
I was a little concerned, because the rice flour I had bought was not imported from China but rather was a Goya product for Mexican/Spanish cooking. I was hoping it was the same difference.
But I was too far at this point to not make it so I got my dough out and started rolling all fancy like...
With a beer bottle. Because I am nothing if not CLASSYThen put them all in the oven! AAAAAAAAAaaand:

- The pastries turned out much smaller than I would have liked (about half-dollar size) and I
can not reeeaaaally taste the filling. I think I either did not flatten them enough or did not role the dough thin enough because the crust really does become thick - Seems to me the rice flour works fine, the insides were a little less gooey than usual but I suspect this is because I had them in the oven at the wrong temp to begin with (the recipe recipe I used said 200c and I did Fahrenheit of course)
- Other than that, all the flavors I wanted where there
- AND I learned how to candy fruit
- I found this website really handy for converting all those grams to things I understood.
Also, I got myself an internship at Marvel Comics for the summer. I'll just let the awesome sink in on its own.
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