Hi, everyone!
Thank you for your warm words, Azalea, Alice.
This afternoon, I went to see class teachers. They were carefully watching their pupils and I received the valuable advice from them.
When I feel a cool air in autumn, I’d like to cook and eat nimono, or boiled food. Nabe is also good. What kind of nimono or nabe do you like? All my family like oden, and eat it every season. I feel pleased as a Japanese whenever I have delicious oden. By the way, why does it look so tasty-looking for oden at a street stall…?
I will cook hurohuki daikon for supper. So, good bye, see you!
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Hello, friends.
Cherry, my husband also like nabe cooking very much and when it becomes cooler and cooler, he wants to eat nabe -food everyday, so I have to change ingredients and make a variety of nabe cooking, for example, Mizudaki, Oden, Misonabe, Kimuchi nabe, Asuka nabe, Sukiyaki udon, Miso nikomi, then we can eat them in a week in turn. Among them I like my original Asuka nabe.
I'll tell you the recipe. At first I fry sliced onion, potato, and carrot with butter, pour water and boil them for a while, put salmon and add miso and milk ,then boil like a stew with some bonito powder or dashi no moto. Add boiled broccoli
The taste of butter, miso and milk makes me happy and warm. You should try once. It's like a blending of Japanese and western styles, but I think it's yummy.
Hi, everone.
Alice, thank you for your nice and humour comment about me. I would like to show my mother your words.
Cherry, I also like Oden and Nabe especially in winter. When I eat Oden, I feel I am in my house.
Today, when I arrived at Akaike, it began to rain a little. I went to 100 yen shop to buy an umbrella.
I took the subway to go to Marunouchi. I took a nap in the train. Accidentally, I woke up at just Marunouchi station. I hastily got off the subway. I went to the library. When I went out of the library to go to Cosmos, I noticed I left the umbrella behind in the train. How ephemera the relation between the umbrella and me was!!
How goof and dull I was and am.
I always wonder how I introduce myself when I am obliged to introduce myself. I mean I am none or obscure. I don't know what I am. I merely breath. Plum's student is excellent. She really enjoys her life.
Dear Cherry and friends,
Azalea, don't worry. You are eloquently telling who you are by telling what you like and how you behave.
Maybe on Sunday night, I was going to write about M-chan but I became sleepy and stopped it. Yes, I was telling you about things related to her. She and I met about 8 years ago. We attended a JALT meeting at Aichi university on the day. After the meeting some women had tea. One of the older women who was eager to practice English suggested that we have a regular meeting. We agreed right away. We named the group “snips” which meant Saturday night pupils because we had a meeting on Saturday night. I remember we had Christmas party at least twice. So the meeting lasted more than a year. Each member had a different dream. Two younger members were planning to study abroad sooner or later. M-chan was one of them. At that time, she wanted to become an Italian chef and had a plan to study cooking in Italy. Although she went there, probably, she couldn't meet good chefs in Italy. After she came back from Italy, she was more interested in languages especially Japanese, met a charismatic Japanese language teacher, and was attracted to become a Japanese teacher. The school she chose to study teaching Japanese language was in UK. People around her like me asked her why she had to go abroad to study it.
Isn't it a natural question? According to her, Cambridge university authorizes Japanese language teachers. I can't understand why it is so. Anyways, she got the license and returned home. Once I start stories about “snips,” I can't organize them. Many things happened. One gave birth to a son. One married to my ex-coworker. One who studied in Canada later married to a French guy. There were some trivial arguments and quarrels. We encouraged, criticized and influenced each other. We were not good English learners but we loved English.
We learned how to respect how other people choose to live.
Hello, everybody.
I love hot-pot cooked at the table, too. It is easier to cook, isn’t it? Time and heat automatically make the food good tasted.
Magnolia, I have not known Asuka-nabe, the blending dish of Japanese and western taste. I will try to cook it soon. Thank you for nice recipe.
By the way, I feel released to read the funny stories of forgetfulness of yours. To tell the truth, I suffer from frequent oblivion. I forget frequently where I put my glasses and watch before washing face or bathing. It takes a long time until I find them. It is really a kind of waste of time. To my sadness, I have bought the same book twice. I bought a book impulsively at a book store, and left it on the desk without reading and I bought the same book several months later. Why? The answer is simple. My forgetfulness caused such waste of money. Yes, obligation is a cause of waste of money and time. Let’s brace ourselves, dearest friends. See you soon. Bye bye.
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