干嘛偏要就风吃羊杂呢?其实,这里边有着一个人的原乡感,是味蕾的原乡,也是心灵的原乡。而原乡的所在,有时候就是地摊边的冷风中,极幸福喊出的那一嗓子:老板,来一大碗羊杂汤!羊杂汤在屋里吃,是吃不出滋味的。最好是在冬天,寒风凛冽,街边小摊,要一碗羊杂汤。碗要海碗,足够大,一副长得十分贪婪的样子,然后,才配得上吃羊杂汤的人的心。汤要开到沸腾的,一瓢舀出来,泼到碗里羊杂上,还要冒泡泡。辣椒要多放,红红的,漂一层,再冷的风,碰到这辣椒,都要跪地 Why do you want to go to the wind to eat it? In fact, there is a sense of hometown here is the hometown of taste buds, but also the spiritual hometown. And the place where the original home, and sometimes is the cold wind next to the stall, very happy shout the throat: the boss, a bowl of mixed soup! Sheep soup in the house to eat, can not eat the taste. It is best in winter, cold and windy, street stalls, to a bowl of Haggis soup. Bowl to sea bowl, large enough, a very greedy appearance, and then, just deserve to eat the heart of people who Yang Tang. Soup to open to the boiling, scoop out scoop, poured into the bowl of sheepskin on, but also bubbling. To put more pepper, red, drift layer, then the cold wind, hit this pepper, must kneel