Dumpling Day

Saturdays should be 48 hours long, but I probably shouldn't be too greedy. There's so much to be accomplished within this 24-hour reprieve.

Homemade cabbage and pork potstickers cooking in a pan with water and minimal oil--just the way my grandpa did it.

Although they aren't arranged so prettily, I can assure you that the taste was perfectly delicious, and the ponzu-suka pinakurat sauce complemented it amazingly.

As ephemeral 24 hours may seem (especially with most of it taken by sleep), a lot can be done within a day. You can practice using your newly-built road bike by the ocean beach on a sunny day with your cousin, fantasize about your summer, make zucchini waffles and homemade potstickers (including the dough) with your parents, and, best of all, feast on the fruits of a productive day. 

These dumplings epitomized the proper balance of soft and crunchy textures. Every bite left me craving more!

Today was definitely a day well-spent. And if you ask me, it's probably the fact that the day is so short that makes every hour more valuable and worth living to the fullest.