Matcha Honey Bean Balls, Plant A Spring in Your Heart.
by Table dinner
Favorite
Difficulty
Easy
Time
15m
Serving
2
I like to drink Coke when I go to school, and later I go to work and on weekends, I like to drink a little wine.
Now, as time has settled, I have gradually begun to believe that Pu'er is good for the stomach and green tea is good for the skin. I should have always believed that red wine and beer can make tangled people sleep peacefully at night.
But in the first year, I suddenly began to like everything and the taste of tea.
Perhaps it is because the studio has always had no alcohol, but green tea and Pu'er, so Pu'er is regarded as red wine and green tea as beer. When working overtime in front of the computer, my brain explodes, drinking a cup of tea, and concentrating, it is more effective than a glass of wine.
Over time, I got used to drinking tea.
At the beginning of the year in Kansai, I couldn't help but go in every time I passed a shop with matcha, because the emerald green color and strong tea fragrance were really hard to resist.
When I came back, I bought large and small bottles of matcha powder, but it’s hard to calm down and make a bowl of matcha.
But in the north of Lichun, a big snow suddenly fell, and it seemed that I didn't want to leave so early in winter.
Wrapped in a thick scarf, I walked two streets in the snow and went to the fruit shop to buy strawberries. I was afraid that the strawberries would be out of season after the snow.
Passing by the bakery, in the window, the freshly baked bread was baked big and soft. The Ou Bao of matcha and red beans, the rich tea flavor and the warm smell of wheat, seemed to melt the long-frozen cold somewhere in the body.
So I bought strawberries and bread, returned home, found matcha powder brought back from Kyoto, boiled water, beaten matcha, kneaded noodles, and dumplings.
Boil a bowl of red bean soup, make a cup of milk tea, add the freshly cooked matcha balls, and fresh strawberries to fill the bowl.
Suddenly, he was cured in this way.
Many times, we are unknowingly healed by a certain taste, a certain color, for no reason, and no need to understand.
Just like the night sky after the snow, the layers are distinct, reminiscent of the sunset in Kansai, the river is gurgling.
Slowly walking on the bridge of an ancient temple in Kyoto, watching the homecoming car lights smudge in the watercolor of the sunset, and in the distance there are Kongming lanterns quietly flying across the sky.
Now, as time has settled, I have gradually begun to believe that Pu'er is good for the stomach and green tea is good for the skin. I should have always believed that red wine and beer can make tangled people sleep peacefully at night.
But in the first year, I suddenly began to like everything and the taste of tea.
Perhaps it is because the studio has always had no alcohol, but green tea and Pu'er, so Pu'er is regarded as red wine and green tea as beer. When working overtime in front of the computer, my brain explodes, drinking a cup of tea, and concentrating, it is more effective than a glass of wine.
Over time, I got used to drinking tea.
At the beginning of the year in Kansai, I couldn't help but go in every time I passed a shop with matcha, because the emerald green color and strong tea fragrance were really hard to resist.
When I came back, I bought large and small bottles of matcha powder, but it’s hard to calm down and make a bowl of matcha.
But in the north of Lichun, a big snow suddenly fell, and it seemed that I didn't want to leave so early in winter.
Wrapped in a thick scarf, I walked two streets in the snow and went to the fruit shop to buy strawberries. I was afraid that the strawberries would be out of season after the snow.
Passing by the bakery, in the window, the freshly baked bread was baked big and soft. The Ou Bao of matcha and red beans, the rich tea flavor and the warm smell of wheat, seemed to melt the long-frozen cold somewhere in the body.
So I bought strawberries and bread, returned home, found matcha powder brought back from Kyoto, boiled water, beaten matcha, kneaded noodles, and dumplings.
Boil a bowl of red bean soup, make a cup of milk tea, add the freshly cooked matcha balls, and fresh strawberries to fill the bowl.
Suddenly, he was cured in this way.
Many times, we are unknowingly healed by a certain taste, a certain color, for no reason, and no need to understand.
Just like the night sky after the snow, the layers are distinct, reminiscent of the sunset in Kansai, the river is gurgling.
Slowly walking on the bridge of an ancient temple in Kyoto, watching the homecoming car lights smudge in the watercolor of the sunset, and in the distance there are Kongming lanterns quietly flying across the sky.
