The goal: to arrive back in the United States, after a year spent in in Japan, and immediately get an amazing job that pays a huge salary and includes a loyal, but hunchback, butler and an office refrigerator that's always stocked with exotic cheese. In order to reach this goal, I figured I'd put in a little leg work. Or finger work as the case may be. I'm doing a little freelance travel writing for Peter Greenberg, host of a syndicated travel radio program and Travel Editor for CBS News, and my first article has just come out. Yippee!
Next up? Cooking classes in Kyoto and Tokyo...
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
How do you spell creepy? Um, this photo. It definitely made the walk home more interesting.
Finally! Milk that's NOT for homos. It's about time.
Holy mother of daikon! That's a huge...daikon. Seriously. Kitchen table wide. I've been working on this Ron Jeremy of a vegetable for nearly two weeks, cutting off chunks every single day, and I've almost completely conquered it. It's fresh from my cooking teacher, Yashida-san's, garden and tastes great transformed into kimchee or straight up as a snack.
I can't decide what's better: the look on the cat's face or the man's face. For reasons that only God and Barbra Streisand know, this man was proudly carrying this cat around the market on a clipboard. The cat seemed to have absolutely no issue with this, and calmly perched as passerbyers (including myself) pet it and cooed at it and completely encouraged this man's strange behavior. For the record, the kitty is not angry. There is a special sort of Japanese cat that comes equipped with these little smushed down ears.
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