Tục tặc trắng
One of the first words I learned was “củ cải” (radish), but back then, because I mispronounced things, I said “tục tặc” instead. Even after I grew up, my mom would still playfully call it by that name, saying with a fond smile: “Let’s make some tục tặc for little Tồ today.”
Chubby white tục tặc is a childhood wrapped in Mom’s love.
This past spring, Mom grew a lot of tục tặc — fat, sweet, and all twisted into funny shapes. To me, those tục tặc were beautiful and full of imagination. More evocative than even a nude model.
