I have no sweet tooth . . . sweet desserts give me little pleasure, and a (single) bite is really all I ever need. Eating mooncakes to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival has always been a commercial thing that has little to do with the actual festival. But when the dinner being served is less than satisfactory, my goodness, you eat what you can. Sweet enough to induce a diabetic stroke, with a palate sticking texture to match. How is it possible to enjoy eating this stuff? Huh??
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