Lemon Balm Steamed Rose Dumpling Magic
It's strange what will cross your mind...
As summer began to rise, my grandmother died. She loved roses. And tea. And baking.
And she loved, loved, loved to garden.
I've been feeling more reserved and numb lately, there's been a lot of grief these last few months. But slowly, with the sun, I rise. I wish this awful rain would let up, it's dreary.
When I get sad, I get bored, and then I get creative. I found this lemon balm with giant leaves on my in-laws land.
And thought of dragon boats and tamales and family and my grandma. And then, something strange fell out of my brain and into an idea. Honey soaked rose petals chopped fine and added to a lemon-balm sugar dumpling, wrapped in soaked lemon balm leaves and steamed over a bed of rose petals. I tied the bundles with the stems of the lemon balm. The result was a lovely mix of floral and lemon tea-like flavors.
Unwrapping each one was fun, pleasant, aromatic. The bread was a little chewy on the outside, but crumbly inside. I liked it with English breakfast tea. Sometimes it's the little, mundane every day magics that make life feel a little better during grief. Simplicity and gratitude for things is it's own class of magic. I feel... Much better.
Day: Friday
Court: Venus
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