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January 2, 2005   

It’s like all we’ve been doing is eating in the New Year.

  • New Year’s Eve: A delicious home-cooked dinner courtesy of Alan and Becky, who totally rock. Pineapple and carrot to snack on, followed by beef, chicken, and fish skewers that were perfectly done, a fantastic cheese with bread, finished off with profiteroles (questionable spelling). There might have been more.
  • New Year’s Day dimsum: Legendary Palace, avec A & B.
  • New Year’s early dinner: traditional Japanese New Year’s fare, courtesy of Seppo’s mom, who graciously cooked us a most delicious meal which apparently took three days to prepare. Wow. Meal included a plate of five things (black beans, fish eggs, burdock maybe, anchovies, and konbu wrapped around what I think was chicken) to start, then a full meal with seared rare [some sort of red fish], shrimp tempura, two kinds of fishcakes, lotus root, taro, burdock again, beef rolled up with some stem-y julienned vegetable (maybe aparagus), [some sort of white fish], carrots, salad, and something else that I can’t quite remember right now [eta: it was shiitake!]. I know there was more. Heh. After that, we took a break and finished off with [japanese word for mochi and fishcake in bonito and konbu broth], which was really, really tasty. If I weren’t so full, I would have asked for another bowl. Heh.
  • Day-after breakfast: Invited folks we could not see over Christmas and/or New Year’s, namely, Klay & Nana, Lindsi & Dara, Uyen & Charles, and Colin. There were french toast, scrambled eggs with vegetables, sour cream biscuit rolls, chocolate chocolate chip scones, sausage links, and pumpkin muffins, all homemade by various parties. Yum.
  • Day-after dinner: broiled salmon fillets and grilled aparagus accompanied by yet more good cheese and bread.

I would say that the “eating in moderation” starts tomorrow, but I think I have to wait until after my sister comes to visit, because she has a lot of things she wants to go devour in her pacman-like manner. Wacka wacka wacka.