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Pitan, or preserved egg, is a very special food, with a special appearance and also, special tastes.
There are flower patterns on its firm surface, and its where it got its Chinese names. Pitan, the word “Pi”in Chinese means “leather”, because the surface of the egg is pliable and tough just like leather. It's very tasty after boiled in the porridge, which actually is a famous dish. After boiled with rice, all of its deformed mouthfeel is stripped by boiling water, leaving only a wonderful and bizarre gentle warmth. The taste is almost undescribable, tender, delicate and transient therefore you must take time and focus on savoring it before its gone like a shadow from the tip of your tongue. I wonder if it’s just it’s fleeting that makes it even more memorable?
And it's such a natural and unrestrained figure, while so many people never accept its special taste, in front of people who appreciate and admire it so much, it never stays even a bit longer. It just disappear into nowhere or somewhere you can't know like a lithe shadow. It doesn't care. It never cares.

Yes, it can't help but remind me of a kind of people. Special people, mavericks, whom many people can't appreciate, only a few group of people can accept their extraordinary speciality. And it's a very lucky thing to find those people who appreciate them. But maybe before that they have been lonely for quite a long time so, they never care anymore. They come to you like a wonder, use the lushest, the most colorful and the most profound uniqueness that you would ever see in this world that they have to make such an unforgettable stir - carved in your life from then on -  deep inside your soul and cognition, and then after you or they soon realize that, there is already an insuperable gap between you and them, they will be gone to nowhere or somewhere that you can't know, like a lithe shadow.

Have you had dinner already? Why not get some Pitan to give it a shot? Maybe you will be one of those that will recognize its special beauty and find a new passion for food. Before my porridge gets completely cold, I have to hurry and enjoy it. Buona cena.

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