Is ice cream reserved for summer? Or do you enjoy a scoop or two year round? I do! And so does Jeni Britton Bauer, author of Jeni's Splendid Ice Creams at Home. She even divides recipes into seasons in her cookbook.
Dinner in Tokyo was mostly fish, miso soup and rice. I never tired of the simple fare in my 17 years growing up in Japan. I was always excited, however, when birthdays and anniversaries rolled around. Celebrations meant cake and sloppy joes or lasagne. Like American TV in the ‘70s (dubbed into Japanese), the dishes made a rare appearance.
Evenings late in August and early September brought out the street fair vendors in Tokyo. Our family would join the yukata (cotton kimono) clad crowd and make a beeline for the daigaku imo – university potatoes. Soon after we’d sink our teeth into the crunchy honey-sesame shell covering the soft sweet potatoes…
I was over the moon when I visited London for the first time in my 20s. (At this writing I’ve made the jump over the pond, six times.) Buckingham Palace, the changing of the guard, daily matinees at the theatres in the West End – I was in heaven! And, oh, my first bites of scones sent me into a happy dance. I’m sharing the joy via my British Bento (lunch box) starring scones…
Farmers’ markets are the fashion these days in Santa Monica, CA. Sporting sunglasses, designer jeans and Christian Louboutin shoes, couples stroll the aisles, sniffing flowers, sampling fruits and savoring omelets made with local farm eggs. It makes me giggle to see that purchasing fresh produce is en vogue with the hip and cool. In Japan, buying fresh produce was a daily ritual.
Go ahead. Confess. Instead of sampling the ambiguous cuisine surrounding you in your travels abroad, you chose a Big Mac at the Golden Arches. Understandable. McDonald’s offers certainty plus easy-on-the-pocketbook prices. You can exhale as you scan the menu; a parade of standards marching by…Until oh, so suddenly anomalies appear. In Japan, you may have seen Ume (plum) Nuggets.