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No caption necessary! You know how it is with me and Reuben sandwiches! |
A neat thing about the way drinks are served at this places is that you drink them out of mason jars:
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Probably the closest I'm gonna get to drinking like a moonshiner... |
While I'm writing, I like to declare that I've broken a cardinal rule and committed a "sin" against my family/culture/culinary lifestyle. In my defense however, I needed a break from the usual food any busy college student eats. Being the half-Japanese I am and my awesome abilities to make (by hand and mostly from scratch!) steam-fried gyozas (or potstickers as you Americans like to call it), I broke tradition by partaking of the "forbidden" food. In this case, it was store-bought gyozas:
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Comes in either Chicken or Pork flavors! And as I said before, I was busy... |
Repercussions for my forsaking of the hand-made and going to the store-bought were expected by minimal. I think I got called a "turd" once and that was it. Other than that, these store-bought gyozas tasted pretty good; a nice change over from ramen, pasta, and the frozen pizzas!
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