The irony of eel and cabbage

Sakura Ebi Okonomiyaki with Unagi and Truffle Aioli

At that age, I couldn't fully grasp the realities that strapped my mother. Parents shield their children from so much, don't they? But with what limited understanding I could wring from my observations, even this was obvious: in the months where the days were short and when the air breathed ice onto lawns, she had… Continue reading The irony of eel and cabbage

Meringue Should Be Sliceable Dammit

Beneath the groves Where lemons yellow Where swaying shades of Green softly cast Lays a sweet sleeper Unbeknownst to the sun Lulled heedless and mild Into brief slumber Many of you asked me for the lemon tart recipe, so here it is. I assure you none of the parts are particularly difficult, but where there… Continue reading Meringue Should Be Sliceable Dammit

Everyone’s in, everything’s out

First it was face masks, then it was TP, then it was hand sanitizer, rubbing alcohol, and now it's flour and salt. I went out today on my usual half hour morning walk (my walk to work takes that same amount of time, but now I just walk the perimeter of a nearby neighbourhood). It's… Continue reading Everyone’s in, everything’s out

Still, we need to calm down

This marks day 9 of working from home. From what I can see via my little window (ah, bless computers), the Western world has trudged, albeit sluggishly and begrudgingly, from a state of denial to making acceptance's acquaintance. Early Morning. Wednesday, March 25 2020 I sent my adopted aunt, M, a message on LINE, a… Continue reading Still, we need to calm down

A Tea Cake of Favourite Things

At a mere 50 days in, 2020 has woken, kicking and screaming and setting all hell loose with the Australian wildfires, Hong Kong protests, and Wuhan coronavirus which make our little dark-room grown carrot president down in the States the least of our worries. For whatever reason, it is in these dark months that I… Continue reading A Tea Cake of Favourite Things

Negi Chawanmushi

If there is a food equivalent of a hug, it would be chawanmushi. It's a savoury steamed custard whose egg-to-liquid ratio is borderline deficient which results in an incredibly silky, jiggly, and light texture that barely holds together. I use hondashi with no shame because that stuff's gold. The whole point of chawanmushi is to… Continue reading Negi Chawanmushi