As a kid, dumplings were all I ate. It was easy to make from scratch so my grandma frequently made more than enough to be frozen. I would boil some whenever I got hungry and grew accustomed to them. My grandmother always made them with pork and some other ingredients that she never disclosed to me. I would watch her knead the dough until it was smooth and help her mix the ingredients. When my family emigrated, she gave my mom the recipe. I remember the time I spent with my grandparents every time I eat them and use the preparation time to talk to my mom.

– Rui Ling

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