11 June 2012

c is for chengdu, and cookies



I remember the first time they came into our house. Shi-wen had removed a tiny tissue-wrapped bundle from his pocket, unwrapped it, and set two cookies on the table. He said simply: “These cookies are the best.” I don’t generally tolerate crispy cookies but for these I make an exception because he was right. They taste like crazy, sweet, salt and numb and are from a bakery near the Wen Shu temple where there is always a line. So if you’re near there and you notice a crowded bakery, join the throngs and buy a giant bag of whatever these are called. Better yet, point at them and then make big sweeping gestures with your arms. Yes bakery worker, I want this (sweeping arms) many of your amazing cookies. These are the kind of cookies that make mouths numb and whole weeks better so eat them from the bag until you can finally make yourself stop. And if that time doesn’t come, you will be in good company. 

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