吃到後來一塊8元台幣 (又看出我有多老了 : O )
There were many Korean students in the university when I was studying in the US. Also, there are many Koran restaurants in Hawaii and people can always taste Korean Kimchi. Therefor, I started like it since then. However, I realized that I have never seen Taiwanese Kimchi in Hawaii, so one day I learned how to make Taiwanese Kimchi myself from one of Taiwanese students.
Yesterday, I suddently feel like to eat Taiwanese Kimchi, so I went to the supermarket and bought a cabbage. I started making my own Kimchi with it when I got home. I cut 3 of carrots and 2 cucumbers with the cabbage. I also added some salt with them together and set it aside. After about 2 hours, I wash them with water and then I added a fresh chili, ginger, some sugar and vinegar. I set them inside the frige over night afterwards.
I took the kimchi out during the lunch time today. It tasted really good and it reminded me a nice memory when I was a little child (when I was around 5-6 years old). There were an old uncle (to me at that time) who was from China originally, always came to our community and sale the stinky toufu (a special traditional Taiwanese food, most of westerners cannot take it because of its smell. It just like cheese to most of Asians I guess) with his tricycle every other day. My family loved his stinky toufu, especially eating with his home made Kimchi(we always asked him for some extra kimchi). That was something really delicious which you are not able to describe with words.
I was grown up with his stinky toufu. I remembered that we bought it started with 3 NT for a piece of toufu to 8 NT for a piece. (you can see how old I am already :O) Everytime when we heard his special "Stinky Toufu Song" sang like this: Wei----------, Stinky Touuuuuuuufu wei........, almost every family will took a dish out from the kitchens to buy his stinkytoufu. If seems like everybody was afraid to be late because you have to wait for another two days if you missed it.
When I began with junior high school, the Uncle Stinky toufu was gone. One day, I heard the familiar song again when I was a freshman in senior high school. I thought I heard it wrong but when I opened the door and take a look on the street, it was exactly him, the Uncle Stinky toufu. I therefore ran and took a dish out from the kitchen and rushed out again to buy his stinky toufu. I was surprised that he still remembered me. He looked at me and said with his strong accent in Mandarin to me: " What a big boy you are not!! You were such a little kid when I just knew you many years ago!!!" That was the last time I saw him because he never showed up again after that evening.
Someone said that he went back to China. I am not sure if that was true but I can always remebmer him, his delicious stinky toufu, kimchi and the special song. They were a big and special parts of my childhood life.