Minggu, 11 Desember 2016



The meatballs are food My Last
I love this food since I was a little girl. Mom and Dad often took me to a place to eat meatballs. Round-shaped meatballs made from a blend of refined flour and meat were chewy and has a structure if the bite. The dish is usually served along with gravy and vegetables as a supplement. I liked the taste of spicy and slightly sour soup baksoku. So, every time I ordered the meatball I always give enough sauce and vinegar.
In addition, the food that included parts of the story of my life. At the time it was torrential rain, I rode my bike looking for a place to take shelter. There I saw a place to eat meatballs seemed crowded visitors. I stopped with the intention to take shelter at the same time want to order a bowl of meatballs to keep warm in cold weather. It seems there was one empty seat, where I headed for the seat and waited for my order. For some time, come a little child beggars were 7 years old ask me compassion. Compassion came to mind. I invited him to sit beside him and order a meatball as well. Orders came, I saw the boy so voraciously eat. I also spent my food was spirit. We talked long enough. Finally, I know that he was a poor boy and not in school. However, he had no desire school. At that moment I realized, really lucky I can still schools with adequate facilities. I'm grateful for the bounty of Allah.

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