Fart Cake

Whenever my mother-in-law chops up a Chinese turnip, known as loh baahk, the house smells, not to be indelicate, like a fart.

She uses it to make loh baahk goh, a kind of turnip cake.

I find it amusing that people ooh and ahh over how good it tastes; the whole time I'm thinking: can you not smell that?

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