Sometimes, I cook.
Recently, I've been trying to cook more Japanese recipes. Like this Omusoba:
I wanted to cook yakisoba after watching Ochi's video on youtube (She has a great Japanese cooking channel. Check it out HERE). Then I saw this other video and decided to put said yakisoba into an omelette. It was delicious. I was so proud.
I've also been looking for light, summer recipes, and this Apple Vinaigrette Salad is my current favorite:
I got the recipe from a simple google search and have made it once a week ever since. Tasty.
Often, I party.
Maybe a little too often.
I love having people over. Sometimes I just have a friend over for dinner (which was the case with the above two dishes) and sometimes I invite 25 high school students over.
A few weeks ago some students from international club here at school asked if they could host a party at my apartment. Since the international club usually consists of about 10 sweet mannered girls, I said "no problem!" I found out the day before the party that the regulars wouldn't be the only ones attending. Oops.
Not to be intimidated by such a number. I rearranged some furniture, removed two of the sliding doors between the tatami room and the bedroom, and hoped for the best.
Lucky for me, these students were not just considerate guests, they were also very tidy.
|Shoes all lined up so carefully.|
... and they left my apartment in better shape than they found it in. Amazing!
So, if 25 Japanese high schoolers ask to come to your 2LDK apartment, just say yes!
The next day was my buddy/ coworkers birthday, and so some of us put together a little surprise party for him (also at my apartment).
Can you say yakiniku?!?
So, in honor of Max, a good-sized group of ALTs, Kazuno, and one of Koyo's teachers got together to devour mountains of meat and celebrate.
Sarra brought a beautiful chocolate mouse cake which I so gracefully placed my arm in. Sorry about that Sarra. And Max.
Way too many times.
This time of year is full of sunshine and fun and, unfortunately, way too many "sayonaras." Tis the season for the great JET exodus in which dozens of the friendly faces around the island vanish. This year, I've not been handling it well. It feels like this vast hole has opened up in my life, but at the same time I refuse to accept that it's happening. So many friends are leaving. For good.
|Kate and Osborne (front and center)|
Please, Don't Go. "
Dear, dear friends, please know that you are missed, that you will be missed, that you've changed Okinawa in your time here, and that that change will live on in each of us who were lucky enough to know you while you were here. Please stay in touch. I mean it.
Once in a great while, I travel.
But not this time.
|That stinker is coming straight for me. Boo.|
This weekend, I'd planned to take my one and only summer vacation, but a nasty looking typhoon is moving in. It kind of looks like it will be out of the way by Friday night/Saturday, but I'd planned to camp on the beach and the weather still might not be ideal for that. So, I decided not to risk the weather ruining my plans and just cancelled them instead. Hopefully I can find another weekend to get away, but in the meantime, I have more house parties and recipe experiments to look forward to.
Does anyone have a recipe that makes typhoons pass more quickly?