“阿爸,今年自家种的蚕豆,我还没有吃到过呢!”“蚕豆,还不到时候,得过一段时间。”“哦,原来前几天饭店里端上来的蚕豆,都是去年的,冷冻的。我还以为今年的已经可以吃了呢。”记得那天在满满的一桌菜中,最引起我食欲的是那盘蚕豆。那豆粒粒饱满,在火的煎煮下,两面都已经裂开了口。豆的表层,覆盖着一层淡淡的油水,晶亮晶亮,绿色葱末浅浅而均匀地洒在表层。吃了数粒,味道是豆味,但嚼口似乎偏老。现在才 “” Dad, this year’s own kinds of beans, I have not eaten yet! “” “” Fava beans, not yet, when, for some time. “” Oh, the original a few days ago the end of the restaurant The fava beans were all last year, frozen, and I thought I could have eaten this year. "Remember that day, the dish that brought the most appetite to me was the dish of broad beans. That beans full of grain, under the heat of boiling, both sides have cracked the mouth. Bean’s surface, covered with a layer of light oil and water, bright and shiny green onion shallower and evenly sprinkle on the surface. Eat a few grains, the taste is bean flavor, but the chewing seems too old. now just