Cake flavor remember Tan Hong

Career many years away from home, but each spring the New Year, in the chilly air of the day last year, I was missing so much warmth from the oven cake - my native traditional village (Tan Red) and especially the flavor of the cake.

Tan Hong once known as the "capital" of the village-style rice paper production in Central (time in 1980-2005), with hundreds of households by occupation pastry, concentrated in the communes of Binh Phu, Tan Mechanical and town households Sarai.

Remember when I was younger, in my neighborhood (town Sarai), the coated bread oven bustling year round, especially in the two months before Tet. Now, where to go and see the sun blister roll along the roadside fence, the village people to wake from 2-3 am to group coated bread oven.

                                       Bake cake

My house is not employed girdle cake but almost always roll with all kinds: white rice paper thin, sesame roll, spice cake. Shrugged his thin white rice paper in water drained, steamed fish cake with plastic wrap or boiled pork with raw vegetables or sauce tamarind chilli sauce marked the severance of all reviews. This dish when my mother or my siblings to go to school much farther, especially during Tet. I still love this dish headlines. And when midday sun blazing sun, I came home from school, or three go home is to immediately swing mum eat sesame cake to help hungry. Bite and chew slowly, the plastic, the bread chewy, flavor of sesame spread across the tongue to create the feeling of euphoria, the hungry, the sick as vanish.

Me especially the late afternoon, I and the children ask you in the neighborhood every mother few sesame cake, pie spice into her house in the village Friday except coal oven baked cake coated. Our kids are descendants villages so whom did gourmet baking. The heat of the oven and charcoal flecked whom did sweat. We quickly moved repeatedly to turn bread cooked evenly and without the fire, will lose tasty cake. The cake is baked under fire coal rose slowly inflated and turn yellow. The bread baked straw gold, breaking a piece of the sound crisp Lavrov. Eat rice cakes that taste of, of sesame, of onions, like the fat of coconut still lingered. Thunderous laughter of our children the language of pastry crisp air at the end of the year and according to outdoor air during our childhood.

Currently, in my hometown of households by profession girdle cake fell more than before (about 30 households) but the "fame" and roll dishes of the village is still widely known and popular. For me, memories and flavors roll my native village will never fade in the subconscious.