Mmmmm....I want some mo' momo! At least that is what my husband always says. He's so punny!
I once spent a summer in San Francisco. It was the summer after my freshman year of college. And it was amazing! I credit that summer with making me much of who I am today. I spent a lot of time wandering the city and soul searching. Spending most of my free time alone or with my 6 month old niece (who I was a nanny too). I think I wrote lots of poetry sitting on the beach. You know, being artsy and all that.
But you know what was the most life changing part of that summer?
Learning how to make momo!
My brother-in-law is from Nepal. Much of the food we ate that summer was rice and dahl (lentils). He also had an amazing ability to make the most delicious vegetable pasta dishes--I'm not sure where that come from. But one day we went to some friends' house for momo. I had no idea what a treat I was in for.