张爱玲似乎对香肠卷情有独钟,小时候在上海,父亲经常带她去飞达咖啡馆,牵着她的手去,她要小蛋糕,而父亲总点一份香肠卷。多年后在多伦多,忽然看到橱窗里久违的香肠卷,一时喜出望外,一口气买了四只。拿到手才发现,他们的香肠卷里并没有香肠,不过是一只酥皮小筒塞肉,油渍渍的浸透了小纸袋。 Eileen Chang seems to have a soft spot for sausage, a child in Shanghai, his father often took her to the cafe, holding her hand to go, she wanted a small cake, and her father always ordered a sausage roll. Many years later in Toronto, I suddenly see the long-lost sausage roll in the window, sometimes overjoyed, bought four breath. Got the hand to find that they do not sausage sausage roll, but it is a mere snorkel, grease stain soaked in a small paper bag.