Boyfriend and I made dumpling soup from SCRATCH! You’re thinking, “PFF, NO WAY JOSE” but yes, yes we did. And as is always the case I had a moment of sheer panic about the fuck uppery that we managed with buying the wrong flour for making the dumpling wrappers. The flour smelled kind of like Christmas. This is what you get for eeny meeny miny moing when food shopping in a country whose language is not entirely familiar to you.
Anyways, he got a different flour. Soup was awesome. Never cooking that again.