When I was a small child, my mother and grandmother would make farina or cream of wheat for me and set it out to skin up good before I ate it. I loved those skins. I also wanted my pudding dished out early to skin up. And I loved the skins on sausages.
But I hated strings! They used to have string beans that had a string in them--those strings would make me gag--I had to carefully remove each one. And celery--forget celery! Ugh. GAK!
Strings on mozzarella however, that was different. I loved lasagna, pizza and just plain mozzarella. Mmm, those strings were good.
And I loved gluey stuff. Big gobs of fish-eye tapioca. Mmm.
So it is no surprise that today I love spring rolls, with their soft stretchy gluey skins, I made some for lunch again today, mmmmm, with healthful salad inside. (I'm talking raw spring rolls, not fried ones.)