I crave char sui bao.
I had them about two years ago, when I was first off with depression.
I came down to see HM (as a visit, but the seeds of living together were planted) and he took me for dim sum.
I ate my char sui bao with such relish he let me have his - and the tase and mouth memory stayed with me for months. It even became something of a beacon in days where I had no interest in anything.
So in fact it is a two year old craving that I fear can never be assuaged because nothing could live up to the memory. Unless I starved myself for two days previously or something.
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