I bought a new camera when I was in Minnesota (CANADIAN DOLLAR POWER!) and I really really meant to start doing daily updates, but it hasn’t happened that way.
Instead, here is a round up of all the singular posts I had planned on making the last week or so.
For my birthday I got a few incredible things, including luggage from my parents (and pots and pans! I MUST be 28 if this gets me excited), and a pair of chinchilla earmuffs and trimmed leather gloves. I know how awesome chinchillas are, I’ve held them in my hands, but honestly, to have them next to my ears is sumptuous and ungodly. I feel sick writing that. I’ve always liked fur, though.
Anyhow, the surprise element of my gift (which I thought was going to be a horse ride in a sleigh for some reason) was actually a champagne tasting. We were the youngest ones there, and the crowd made all sorts of horrible jokes about getting tanked, but it was really enjoyable otherwise. Here are the rosé selections. I even sipped a sample of $300 champagne. It was my favorite, of course.
Afterwards, we rode the bus home, slightly tipsy and all classy.
These are sort of out of order, and I can’t get them to go in order, so I apologise. This is Michael with his tall mug of beer and his eyeglasses free visage. Almost 1 month post-LASIK!
We were on a review dinner at a restaurant on Whyte Avenue. He has quite a few to do before we leave for Asia still.
This was my Christmas Day dinner at work. It’s the first major holiday I’ve ever had to work, and it was a little strange. Please ignore the horrible yellow overcast from my desk lamp. I’m still learning the ways of the new camera, and I had not the energy to Photoshop it to correct it.
Please note the classy Dixie brand paper plate. The dinner was pretty good actually. But I was still sad I had to stay on until 11pm.
This is Connor. We had been promising to take him to this incredible Leb place that does wonderful schwarmas right outside the building, but he got the plate instead. It’s a meal and a half.
I was horribly ill last week and it took me a while to eat the Christmas dinner package Michael put together for me. He cooked it all himself, a duck consommé to start and a chateau briande wrapped in crepes and brioche with additional items like braised cabbage and scalloped potatoes. (I love how I seem to be using the é at will since I’m not always sure where it goes)
Anyhow, I saved the consommé for the exact right moment when all I wanted was clear liquidy things. The little bits are duck breast, of course. It was lovely and like liquid gold on my tender throat.
We also made perogies earlier in the month. My Ukranian granny was pleased, so now I know how to make two staples of the uke world, perogies and cabbage rolls. Also, I can say “teeth” in Ukranian. It’s “zuba”.
The ones on the top remind me of bird beaks or clams they’re so perfectly shaped.
And so, there’s the photo roundup. Pretty food centric, obviously, as that seems to be where my life is headed, and I don’t mind at all. As I laid here, bed ridden last week, I read review after review for restaurants in Tokyo. It’s more impossible than you might think. The restaurants are small and obscure, name translations differ, most websites are only in Japanese, the addresses are all messed up and when we get there, we may be turned away for lack of reservation or because we’re gaijin.
But, I’ve chosen a few staples in some main areas. Sushi, of course, but also tempura, kobe beef, tonkatsu (a deep fried pork cutlet that’s popular) and also soba noodles. 5 days is not going to be enough.