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Corned beef, and then back to Monday…

19 Mar

The weekend was lovely – especially yesterday, as I watched the girls play in the yard, my beloved labrador, Kiki, running circles around the girls.

We had a belated St. Patrick’s Day dinner at Nana’s – Trader Joe’s uncured corned beef, cabbage and carrots cooked up in beer in a pressure cooker (45 minutes at medium with just the meat, and then another 30 minutes with a cabbage head, quartered, and 6 peeled carrots), accompanied by creamy mashed potatoes and salad. 

Monday monday’s lunch was:

Boiled egg in star shape

Sautéed zucchini slices with a little soy sauce and pepper

Blanched broccoli

Blue berries

Grape tomatoes

Carrot sticks

Oh what a glorious Monday it is!

Girls’ Day 2012

5 Mar

Just two more sessions until my daughter graduates from her current grade in Japanese school… Hard to believe it has been a year already since I gave up my Saturday mornings!

For Saturday school, I packed:

Whole wheat rotini with roasted red pepper and pecorino sausage in a marinara sauce (with thinly sliced onion)

Boiled egg – star shape

Sautéed zucchini with a drop of soy sauce

Cucumber slices


For dinner, we went to our favorite, local Japanese restaurant, Takumi, where we enjoyed sushi, edamame,  and gyoza (papa).  My understanding is that traditionally, chirashizushi is eaten on Girl’s Day, or Hinamatsuri, but I never fully mastered the concept of making sushi rice at home. 

The girls enjoyed seared toroaji, (served whole, and once finished, the bones were deep-fried for a crispy and savory treat), as well as fluke usuzukuri – the fluke slices sliced thinly, garnished with chopped scallion and a little ponzu to dip the slices.

I spoiled myself with a “Japanese sushi” which included traditional deluxe sushi items, such as uni (sea urchin), ikura (salmon roe), kazunoko (herring roe), o-toro, or fatty tuna…  I ordered a separate order of ikura for my girls, who savored each roe, each gem-like sphere carefully placed in their mouths as they slowly (and almost for the parents, painfully) ate each egg.

“Happy Girls’ Day!” we cheered, the girls with their special calpico drinks, Papa with a kirin, and Mama, with green tea.

Another Girl’s Day – here and gone.  They enjoyed special arare or puffed rice candies and rice crackers sent over from Japan from Jiji and Baba.  Photographic evidence flooded their inbox, and I imagined my parents’ delight as they opened each picture.