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The theme of last week’s “All Things Considered” on NPR (or was it the blandly-named “Morning Edition” – or both?!) was dumplings. Chinese Dumplings! European Dumplings! Middle Eastern Dumplings! Not to mention prehistoric dumplings, which cavepeople were enjoying back in the day (apparently).
I seized on the theme and killed a couple of hours of my final Friday with children not in school to make my own dumplings. The recipe I found online called for pork or beef, but I had some ground turkey I was looking to get rid of and figured it was just the sort of meat that needed some dressing up with onions, soy sauce, ginger, and sesame oil.
In the end, my dumplings were “fine,” which is to say you could eat them and not wonder if you had accidentally consumed ground up Pirelli tires. Ultimately, if you bothered to go the extra mile and pan-fry them with a little salt (which I did), they were reasonably tasty (though not anything close to what you can get at Bernard’s restaurant in Chestnut Hill). Still, I wondered afterward what else I might have done with those two and a half hours of my life. Wouldn’t reading a book have been more pleasant? Yes, obviously. However, with all of last week’s dumpling talk and my daughter’s (and my own) penchant for the delectable little treats, the book I’d have had my nose in would probably have been about dumplings.