Foodie 11: Revisiting Potstickers
One might ponder: "Senpai Weber, do you ever tire of potstickers?"
Without hesitation, I would respond: "Do you ever tire of breathing, student? Potstickers are the breath of one's culinary being..."
I suppose that can be literal, as well.
No, I cannot tire of those delicately wrapped morsels of meat, steamed and crisped on their bottoms in the likes of any pan. I never will.
But the sauce... With that I can experiment. Today I whipped up a sauce made of sesame oil, soy sauce, pepper flakes, honey, and lemon juice.
Do not ask me for quantities, I did not write any down.
Trust your stomach, pupil.
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