#moon cake
| 10月1日 | 32/100 Days of Productivity |
中秋节快乐！Today we reunite with our family, eat moon cake, look upon the moon and wish for a long life.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival 中秋节 I hope everyone who celebrates are able to celebrate with their families
At 中秋节 Chinese people eat moon cakes 月饼, which traditionally are round 圆 like the moon, a symbol of reunion 团圆 and never seperating 分开. It resembles always being together with your family
| 9月29日 | 30/100 Days of Productivity |
中秋节快要到了，你们过了吗？我上周买了月饼 在这里它们一点贵，但是为了中秋节我觉得是划得来。
It is almost 中秋节, Mid-Autumn Festival This year it is celebrated on the 1st of October 2020, which is also, 十一 , the PRC National Day of China. During this festival, Chinese get together with their families and eat moon cakes and look upon the moon.
I promised you that I would share some poems with you. This is a poem about missing the family reunion of the festival. It describes how beautiful it is, in a quiet yet sad way. The sadness and longing is very prominent. I cannot celebrate the festival with my family this year either, so I feel deeply connected to this poem. I hope everyone who celebrates can be with their 家人 family (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡
苏式糕点
中秋佳节，你想家了吗？
粤式月饼 Moon cake
紅棗泥陷、松子仁
一口月餅一口茶。
Chinese Moon Cake Recipe
Symbolizing unity and prosperity for the coming year, moon cakes are intricately decorated flaky pastries filled with sweet bean and paste, all formed around a salted duck egg. They are eaten during the Chinese Mid-Autumn Moon Festival. Learn how to make your own, it is simpler than you think! http://www.abbottandwest.com/recipe-moon-cakes/
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She rents a steamer to loosen the paper from the wall. It’s Pepto-Bismol pink, gummy and nauseating in its ability to bring forward memories of stomach upset. The layer below is from her mother’s youth: sky blue patterned with purple tulips, blue pansies, green leaves. She applies steam and peels it back, wonders how many layers she has to go. Next is something decades older: monochromatic green, a grassy hue bordering diluted watercolors, forming roses, leaves. Further down: red with yellow squares and blue flowers. She unsticks it from the wall and huffs as another layer of paper emerges.
In another house that is also the same house, a woman tries desperately to keep the paper up on her walls. It puffs out, then buckles back during breakfast. She puts her hands to it, pats it down, but then it’s sliding off in sheets, and it’s all she can do to keep it from knocking down the vase her mother gave her, the spices lining the back edge of the counter.
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Rebecca Emanuelsen is a Michigan-based writer. Her stories have appeared in Shimmer, Parcel, Fractured West, and elsewhere. She occasionally blogs at rebeccaemanuelsen @ wordpress.com.
Illustration by guest artist Jen Muir. More of Jen Muir’s work can be found at http://platypusradio.me/.
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*singing to self while patting down top tier with a paper towel* first you shape your moon, then you texturize your moon, then you have a happy, happy little moon!
