GRILLING EGGPLANTS
 I used to think that on some nice restful day, I would start my blog with a romantic or special entry  . But now, in this very busy week, I suddenly feel like writing something about grilled eggplants!  Well, I’ve just finished the task of grilling the eggplants for lunch  . So tired, really, but I’ve got some fresh feelings (maybe because this is the first time I’ve grilled eggplants) Using a coal-burning cooker outdoors, not a gas stove indoors as usual, I unreasonably feel interested, just as coming back to the old days  . My Mom told me to prick holes in the eggplants before grilling them. Isn’t it boring having to make holes in nearly 10 eggplants  ? My arm is still weary now, but pricking those tiny holes was kinda fun  ! In some ways, it was a useful way to get rid of stress . However, looking at those cute eggplants, I didn’t dare to prick too violently. Instead, I tried to make the very aesthetic holes . And maybe that’s why my Mom complained that I just “khe^`u khe^`u” their skins. After finishing pricking half of them, I eagerly put the three first eggplants on the grilling frame . While waiting to turn those eggplants to the other sides, I continued pricking the rest and didn’t forget to wave the fan steadily to keep the coal burning. Sitting there observing the coal, I now can say that the burning coal is exactly pinkish reddish orange , not just pure pink . Heated by the coal, the air seemed to melt into a blurred floating screen. And some gray ash was blown off the cooker flying around like snowflakes - so romantic (gray snowflakes exactly!)At last, it was time to peel the well-done eggplants . Shrunken as they were, the eggplants emitted such a delicious aroma . Peeling those hot skins was more interesting than peeling bananas (maybe because it’s brand-new to me and maybe because this time I did it with my Mom ^_^)It was such a pity, my Mom didn’t buy any corn or sweet potatoes, otherwise I could grill them all.But perhaps next time!  |
