Showers of Bullets

  

  

偷偷吃巧克力,吃成了花臉貓

















  

  

康乃馨的做法是以前在Wilton課程裡學習的。我自己再參照真正的康乃馨花朵，稍微修改添加了一點步驟。
製作看上去比較繁瑣，其實還是我一貫的羅嗦的緣故。其實它要比翻糖玫瑰更容易製做。


原料：

普通翻糖、翻糖膏。


翻糖膏，也叫做乾佩斯，後者是英文Gum Paste的音譯。它看上去很像普通翻糖，但是比普通翻糖略顯透明，聞上去有一點酸。乾後，它就不透明了，和乾透的翻糖看上去差不多，但是質地更硬挺些。用它做糖花，成品的質地很理想。
但是由於翻糖膏的延展性比普通翻糖的差，而且幹得更快，所以製作上相對要困難一些。所以建議用翻糖膏和普通翻糖混合起來，這樣就能更好地結合兩者的優點了。翻糖膏：普通翻糖，大約1：1或者1：2都可以。

先做底部一層的花瓣。

圖中突起的部分，將是花朵花託的重要部分。花托最後的長短和粗細，這裡都起到了決定性的作用。所以要注意大小。我一般是做到差不多2厘米長，8毫米粗。當然，如果你的圓形模的尺寸大小和我的不一樣(我的直徑大約3.5厘米)，那麼你的花托尺寸也需要相對地調節。
如果你希望花朵有一根花莖，就要穿入鐵絲，需要在這一步就嵌入，成品才會牢靠一些。我圖片中沒有示範怎樣穿鐵絲，我想大家都能夠琢磨出來。
用尖嘴工具壓花褶，是這樣的：先往下平按，然後往外拉出。然後緊挨著前一道，壓出下一道。注意邊緣要薄。邊緣薄的，做出來的花才逼真。
上面做完後，效果是這樣的：

你可以看到，花瓣很薄，薄得透光。而且邊緣不需要很平整的。事實上，不平整的更像真花。
花瓣的其它幾層，就不需要突起了。直接擀平，切割，壓花褶。整理一下就可以粘合到底層上面。

翻糖糖花：康乃馨

注意花瓣上下不要對得太整齊，亂亂的才好看。

如果花瓣褶皺得厲害，有時只需要三層即可。
花瓣上再上一點食品色素，就搞定嘍。

開始做花托部分：

這個是成品效果

花莖和葉子的製作：

葉子可以扭起來，或者掛在擀麵杖上面，使得葉子有弧度。乾透定型後即可使用。

花和葉子都乾透後，就可以插花造型嘍~

這兩朵是沒有穿鐵絲的，可以直接放在蛋糕上作為裝飾。

左邊這朵，就是先前示範的，在邊緣稍許塗上紅色色素的。

右邊這朵，是白色花做完後，用紅色色素畫出的一道道的。


還給媽媽做了一個普普通通的奶油戚風。

貼心小提示：

1、做深色翻糖花，如果花瓣很薄的話，我建議用白色翻糖做花瓣，做成後另外上色。我試用了深色翻糖直接做花瓣，但是發覺由於加入了色素的關係，翻糖很容易斷裂。

2、糖花的粘合劑，可以用無色的香草精華，可以用烈性洋酒(例如白蘭地、伏特加)，可以用濃糖水，或者翻糖/翻糖膏用水融化，這些我都試過，效果不錯。甚至清水也可以，就是效果沒有前幾樣的好。不過無論是哪一種粘合劑，都只能薄薄地塗一點點。否則水份太多，會影響到花朵的成型，甚至會走樣的。

3、翻糖膏比翻糖更易乾，所以製作的時候，隨時要把不用的部分用保鮮膜包好。  

2千多萬台灣人最愛的一碗“祖傳飯”-台灣油飯



原料：

長糯米、肉絲、小白菜、香菇、紅蔥頭、老薑末、廣式臘腸、胡蘿蔔、蝦皮、生抽、鹽、香油。



做法：

1、長糯米加水浸泡過夜倒出多餘的水份，肉絲加適量生抽、糖、料酒醃製20-30分鐘，小白菜洗淨切成碎片；

2、香菇（清水泡發，泡過的水留用）、紅蔥頭、薑末、廣式臘腸、胡蘿蔔切片或切絲；



3、鍋裡加入適量的油，放入香菇、紅蔥頭、薑末、廣式臘腸、蝦皮小火炒香，倒入肉絲翻炒均勻；



4、倒入長糯米，翻炒均勻，最上面鋪上胡蘿蔔片，均勻的澆上泡過香菇的水，蓋上蓋子，冒氣以後，小火繼續燜煮20-30分鐘，關火燜10分鐘左右；


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5、打開鍋蓋，澆入適量的生抽，撒小白菜碎拌勻，再蓋上鍋蓋燜一小會兒，滴上適量香油即可食用。


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小牛貼心提示：

1、糯米最好用長糯米（小牛自己另加了少許雜糧），比較不會太粘，至少浸泡3小時以上；

2、如果有紅蔥頭炸成的油酥最好，沒有就用紅蔥頭炸香即可；

3、倒入糯米燜煮的時候，加入的水量不要過多，基本和米持平即可（如果糯米浸泡的比較久，可以酌情減少一點點水），全程用小火燜，且鍋底要厚、傳熱要好、鍋蓋密封要嚴，比如樂扣樂扣cookplus，否則會出現糊鍋且部分米不熟的現象；

4、如果對燜煮糯米沒有太大把握，a:可以將糯米單獨蒸熟以後拌入；b:材料炒好後和糯米放入電飯煲，加入的水量比平時少，按普通蒸飯程序操作；

5、切記，無論何種方法，燜煮糯米的水量要掌握好，如果使用厚底鍋燜煮，中途不可揭蓋子，否則易出現米飯“夾生”的情況。

  

材料：

米飯，臘腸，胡蘿蔔，黃瓜（可用青豆代替）。
調料：

壽司專用醬油。

做法：

1、米飯蒸好，將臘腸，胡蘿蔔，黃瓜切小丁，切的小一些，飯糰更容易成形。

臘香飯糰

2、燒鍋開水，放入切好的臘腸，胡蘿蔔丁，煮３分鐘左右撈起，如果你用的是青豆，也要煮一下。

3、將米飯及煮好的臘腸，胡蘿蔔丁，黃瓜丁，加入壽司專用醬油，拌勻用手製成飯糰即可。


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He sits opposite to me. We just made and finished the overall situation, the piece on the chess board is half, but he had already failed. Does not have ever since we knew and became the chess friend, we play chess each time, just there are five or six fragmentary pieces left finally on the chess board. I see the look that her absent-minded sight moves swiftly, strike chess board, ask to him: "You are busy in the heart! "

He smile, look in the building under construction across the street of eye later, said: "Will finish covering soon. " He is a building worker on that building site of building under construction, is the civilian worker coming to the town from the countryside who we often talk about too. Upper and lower chesses by the road of a gang of of us of that day, he came over from building site opposite, when come over, have people notice let us notice he because in prop up one step chess behind me he he, make my chess come back to life. Old saying have the spectator sees most clearly, say, but have his saying in silence of view, he speaks, with me person that play chess detest getting white he at one glance, leave behind piece stand up, move unexpectedly. He has flushed quickly. Who lie in a few mouth more still chess by the the road in fact, I know, stand up reason to leave with person that me play chess, because it was a civilian worker that spoke out of turn. His bloated red face stands behind me, some are at a loss. The person surrounding and watching it leaves slowly, their leaving, make him more poverty-stricken. Some of me feel sorry, greet him at once: "Come on, kill one. " He has hesitated for a moment, sits to my opposite side, feeling grateful will smile to me. Finish under two chesses, we become the chess friend.

I think all the time before this moment too a civilian worker from countryside is besides working and having a meal and sleeping, can it plays chess to be very getting amazing, but I getting wrong, I expect he have worry, moreover, after I have asked him, unexpectedly he has asked me a question making me very surprised, he asks I say: "What flavour piece of is the love? "

If not sit face-to-face, who can believe a civilian worker will get such a question.

His question has baffled me. My love, has got married too, but I have not had a clatter clatter mouth to think conscientiously what flavour piece of love is. I believe most people just the same as I, the clatter passes the mouth and thinks what flavour love is one no.

I have to throw this question back, I say: "You have got married too, do not you know what flavour piece of love is? "

He laughs very shily, he says: "But I have not talked about the love. "

I can't help smiling, say: "The love like what Zhao Benshan said in essay, after getting married that will not you that then? "

His sight is looked at me and said wondering: "Get married, return how to fall in love? "

I have been made a rod by him, the love should be a thing that got married in the past! Fall in love and produce the love, there is love that has a marriage, this is a thing of the principle in generally acknowledged life! He has not fallen in love and got married, then how about love, there should not be, if any, will he still ask?

I say to him sincerely: "It is any flavour that I can not speak clearly the love either, though I got married after falling in love. "

He has hesitated, draws out a letter from the pocket slowly and takes the letter paper out carefully, launch bit by bit. When he launches the letter paper, on the face is the deep happy smiling from the deep of the heart. He says: "I know what flavour piece of love is. "

I say: "Do you know what flavour piece of love is? What flavour piece of is he? "

He passes the letter paper to tell me: "I said I would come out, but I can feel, I feel, the feeling not saying out, that flavour is felt really well by persons. "

I take over letter, I know letter whether he wife let people give him bring, come on.

Unexpectedly there are no words on the letter, there is not a word, some are only several circles which use the pencil drawing. I look at him not understanding: "What is this? "

He has laughed too shily, says: "My wife is illiterate. " He point to whom the letter paint + say: "These are five steamed buns. "

"Five steamed buns! " What meaning I ask, "? How to return four circles and add a circle? "

He says: "I can eat four steamed buns at home, she lets here exists as long as I am alive to eat one more, it is not hungry to work hard. "

At that moment, I felt me the thing one share impractical appeared turbulently violently in the heart of hearts, it is so strong as to make my eyes astringent. I fold gently letter, feel pious decorated with five letter of circle still on the hand to reach him, I say: "The love is really a good flavour. Brother. "

I see blush of the last of the setting sun wiping red his face, he is covered with the flavour of love on the red face.

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A few days ago, I got back to my homeland from another city.

In others' city, there is my ill mother at home with me. Get on the bus, classmates ask me, why not come back for more than two years? We always write poems like this in the campus, the homeland is my mother, now, my mother is my eternal homeland.

My sister has mailed messages: So anxious to go back to the township? I just came back from her city. Enter homeland, mobile phone signal no of me. Is this a hint? It wants to tell me what.

Pass by the garden room where my big aunt lives, the car has been parked. I have entered once bending over. Garden room of her at the large roadside, read the cabin of the vegetable garden first originally, heard the little uncle calling this kind of building " the development zone " humorously later ,Say which day is unfit for anything and live in the development zone, peace and quiet for ears. The big aunt asks me mother's condition once seeing me, then wipe one's own canthus ceaselessly with sleeves. Such a scene has been repeated in the homeland for several times, just personages are becoming: Two aunts, two aunts, aunts, younger sisters. I always speak a word, I must leave, my classmate is waiting outside. It is so short that it is mobilized that even one's own emotion has no enough time.

I and my classmates saw that small bridge at the same time. I get up body direct unconsciously, I see one cousin of me, it seems who does it wait for, I have not got off. My classmate has remembered the past event, on the Spring Festival of 1991, as soon as he caught way of 30 kilometers, he bought two bottles of " Lao Huang's skins " in this bridgehead (the homeland, to the pet name of a kind of Chinese liquor, it is yellow that the packaging of the wine is) ,Don't be after the bicycle the shelf has got on my home.

It is a secretary in this town now. While passing in the town, I have remembered his identity. The small town is just the enlarged village, there is a main street too, but street this one bunch is worn local police station, telecommunication bureau, government compound, agricultural bank, middle school and big and small shop that I teach once into, the sample looks like and inserts the candied haws on a stick on the top of the bamboo pole very much, under the sunshine at noon, I think it is on, the car is moving, I see the dance in small, broken bits. Break to pieces, can not collect, there was not beauty found a lot of years ago. I at that time always think to live in other places.

The car sailed into the road before the village steadily, I had thought of a new developing word: Open in every village. The homeland has given me a brand-new feeling through a road. Yes, road of homeland, fresh young expression, old one of tree new and green. Crops and wind, the rainbow flowing. The time that I am trickled on the road at noon snarls the state of mind. You should write this road, it is your little uncle that leads what the people in the village repaired after being a village branch secretary. Classmates' voice seems to fall since remote space-time.

I have seen our old room. Frankly speaking, it is the place where the old room once existed, stand in others' new tile-roofed house above. That day when the old room fell down, parents cried, I thought I had no tear. The smoke from kitchen chimneys in the old room is and mother is combined together. If one day, mother goes further, lose the source of the life, I do not know the procedure that I am more long. Homeless.

The one that go out and meet us, first small uncle's yellow dog of the house, then the cousin, is the little uncle, it is aunts of the apron that it is greasy that there are dual tactics. The little uncle is very glad, he looks very sunny. I have seen my mother from his smile. What has he seen? His elder sister? His superior? My classmate agreed, we gather together, do not have other contents. Classmate Cui of me come too, he leaves home and goes to school to go back to the township to teach with me. Set free false autumn 1990, we still stayed into the school, took the noodles that he boiled, I had diarrhoea and went home. He is still fostering the fresh and tender book sound of homeland by way of life of staying behind to take care of things.

We begin to clink glasses ceaselessly, without clinking glasses while speaking, have finished offering the elder offering each one each other. Cui say me to be getting tight I say, stay up drum smash the payment for an article or book written. The little uncle says the secretary support my village more this year, then I am calling " the secretary " Clink glasses with classmates, it is classmates that classmates say us you do not get me down. Three uncles have come too, not bad, he has not asked my mother. This kind of circumstances, some wine is touched and must be drunk up, some topics must touch the regret. Drinking, I have changed into the tea. I am very sober, has seen the people of the homeland, I immerse in the linguistic context in childhood.

When leave, bent over very consummately, crept into the car, so left my homeland fast. Only two hours, it is general to scratch the surface, and this is water which is moistening my life, water in all one's life.

In the city that I live away from home, I am sleeping at noon. In the homeland, I am waking up, seem to walk in the dream too. White light clicked flashes a bit equally to see the roof fish scale of the homeland, I suddenly remembered a word like this:

The scenery can turn around, but the destiny can never turn around.

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