dumps.....omega level.

filling?
first thing in the morning,
you duders know i was up and at them,
slicing leeks,
mincing cabbage, crumbling tofu,
shredding carrots and celery, toasting sesame seeds,
babying some spinach,
and crunching up some mung bean threads.
uh huh.
i make that sh!t work...
it's the insides, y'heard?
and it's what's inside that really matters.
all the rest is just dough.
filling the order for flavorful filling is what i do.
teleport:

a big bowl of brown and beige?
yeah!
it's got those liquid aminos, too.
haha.
c'mon, it's really just tamari, trying too hard.
awwwww.
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anyway,
we stuffed 'em and rolled 'em and boiled 'em and fried 'em.
and then we set 'em up to look so sexy.
check the teleport:

you all are just jealous of these dumps on your face.
that's definitely a thing.
scallion blooms?
yep.
we did that too.
super-fancy unnecessaries?
always.
and we all know it's scallions that make the sauce so damned good.
oh,
don't even think for a second that we didn't make two kinds of sauce.
c'mon.
we aren't like that.
i mean, just one sauce?
no way.
that's what poor people do.
haha.
true story.
however,
ginger, garlic, sriracha, chipotle ho'sauce, smoked hot paprika,
black pepper, oily sesame seeds and a splash of soy?
that's that expert business for heating up the second bite.
obviously.
it's thick.
that means you add the juicy one, and let those scallion bits catch the heat.
smart.
we know how to make a meal into something special.
that's another thing.
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time traveling into the future?
yep.
that's also a thing.
and we do that. too.
there's a system to it,
with added hot fire and explosions to it,
that make it possible to do it the way we do it to it.
no.
really.
and when we span time, all together,
it's altogether greater than if we went at it alone.
honestly,
it's unfolding faster than we could fold dumplings,
and it's opening up in spiralled circles in every direction.
we pinched our pouches shut,
but the evening blew apart in front of us.
that's big bang-type jauns.
outwards and upwards forever and ever.
with full bellies for fuel,
and fully intending to never return back the way we came;
never quiet, never soft.....