An apple a day

I had the pleasure of meeting up with Hope and Emiko at school today for a little lunch. Actually, I've been meeting them for lunch quite a bit as of late. It's been quite nice to see the girls and spend an extra hour with them every day!

I had an apple to finish my meal today and Emi was quite intrigued. She crawled over to me and watched as I took bites while I sat on the floor with her. I held the apple out for her and at first, she simply kissed it. But you could see she was intrigued with the flavor on her lips. She leaned in again and spent some time sucking on the apple. And then she began to gnaw on it. She loved the flavor and was ultimately able to work a piece of apple loose and chewed on that for a while.

Every day, something new. I feel blessed to have been there to watch her discover a new food!

The night before

With the help of some a friend, Hope and I were able to sneak away for a date night at Cuba Cuba. We've been planning a dinner there for the past five years and finally had a chance to get out together for a meal.

The food at Cuba Cuba brought back memories of our trip to Belize and we both agreed that we must take Emiko there when she is old enough to appreciate an international trip.

Good food and the best of company made for a wonderful evening.

Thanks!

Japanese Bar Food

Jeff, Dad and I tried something a little different on Saturday night for dinner. We went to a place called Hagi for a quick meal.

I wish I had bothered to write down all we ate as it was completely different. Fried chicken skins, chicken balls (like meat balls...c'mon), chicken gizzards (surprisingly good though I will guess I wouldn't touch them if I saw them before they were cooked) were among the stranger items we ordered. There was some fish and a noodle dish thrown in to boot. And fried burdock (yummy).

We spent a lot of time just chatting and the meal prompted the Old Man to reminisce about his younger days and some of the food his mother prepared for him. Some stuff he recognized on the menu. It was a good family moment and something I wouldn't want to have missed for the world.

Jeff and I split two bottles of nigori as well...a stretch for me and I'm sure what helped send him on his long spiral toward an eventful train ride the next day.