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Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
Growing up in a Japanese-American home unknowingly us kids were exposed to a wide food pallete very young. At home love of good food, brings good friends and great memories to share around the dinner table. Mom always invited people over every other Sunday for a big meal… with new recipes to share. Which after a few years of college eating… and cereal box left overs, I relented in letting her teaching me some domesticated home cooking. Cooking seemed soooo time consuming and stressful.. (Being more a tom boy at heart domestic living at home wasn’t really my thing).
Helping mom out on occasional Sunday afteroons with some cooking was where I began to cook. Learning slowly and with lots of mistakes wrapping circular egg noddle won-tons wraps in Japan called gyoza. Or rolling home made sushi with bamboo mats, fanning vinegr rice to cool and making a mess with raw fish were part of Sunday afternoons. On special occasions making other “lost art” Japanese soul food, like Japanese Croquette, Tsukiyaki or Tempura Udon Noodles. She would invite co-workers, missionaries, family and the neighbors across the street almost every other Sunday. Which today you can find her still inviting the block and most these delicious delicacy’s at most ramen noodle houses urban and diverse cities, like street food. Yet, a lot of native Japanese don’t make them by hand anymore. It can be bought frozen for convenience. Luckily, mom’s recipes are kept between us girls. Big sister is a testiment to cooking like our mother, Yukiko. I like to keep things simple in the kitchen and I like working out more. So I’ll try to keep these recipes simple for busy mom’s like me.
After being married a couple years and newly wed in college left cooking to the back burner. Mom taught some of her kitchen tricks and magic dishes when we lived close to home.
Craving Japanese food when homesick and longing for Seattle freshness. Learning more as I grow up that choping, cutting, dicing are part of a practice of presence. Smelling those familiar exotic spices of childhood brings great joy to the table.
Good food brings people together.words of food wisdom from mom, I asked her once what about food in general. She clarifed quickly, “It has to taste good, or no one will come back!”
Yukiko, aka mom.
Since delving into #chirowifelife or the chiropratic or natural eating lifestyle and of the philosophy that food is the best prevention. Learning more health tips from my husband and nutrition as well as from oriental medical doctors and friends who are professional registered dietitions…. I’ve come to look for the EASY PEASY nutritous recipes that offer those asain flavors, lots herbs & spices. Finding that the earth really provides the best medicine… well besides laughter. Some recipes may be vegan, some paleo, some plain old food for the soul. I promise each recipe will taste oishi
….OOOOOOIIIIIISSSHHHIIIIIIII!!!! or deliscious!