The Japanese Came.
Everything went really well last night with the Japanese guys!
Tyler said they had a great time.
They stood up when I entered the room and bowed to me, and thanked me profusely for the wonderful meal. I am like a princess. I should have married a Japanese man! (Just kidding.)
Tyler wanted to serve them American Thanksgiving food because they had never had those foods before. They’ve had steak and typical nice restaurant foods during their stay here, but not Thanksgiving!
Thank goodness I spent high school and college working in an upscale restaurant kitchen. I have no problem cooking a large meal and timing it so everything is ready at once. I need to make a mental note to be sure I teach my children this skill because it’s very helpful!
Since we live in this big old house we actually have a dining room, which is pretty cool. Like real adults, right? ;)
Our dining room even has a fancy swinging door. I’ve always wanted to use it to serve people. So much fun!! It was almost like playing pretend.
I made a turkey, corn, mashed potatoes, dressing/stuffing, rolls, dumplins, a hot cranberry apple dish with homemade granola on top, and a chocolate chip pecan pie. Tyler helped putting together the cranberry apple dish (a recipe of his mom’s), and mixing together the dumplins. Rosie set the table beautifully and she was very proud. Ada was proud to be on her best behavior, and Henry provided the entertainment.
We had plenty of drinks, but their favorite was Bud Light with lime. In Japan that’s an expensive import, they said. I wouldn’t have purchased expensive locally made bourbon if I knew they just wanted to drink a billion cans of Bud Light!
The Japanese men had never been in a Victorian house before. Ito San could not believe we have two staircases. He kept saying, “Two! TWO!” He also thought our bathroom upstairs was insanely large. In Japan they have very tiny spaces because it’s an island with many people on it. Tyler’s hotel room was like the size of a walk in closet. He said it’s nothing like here.
We showed the Japanese guys pictures of the cabin too. The fields blew their minds. Tyler said in Japan there were no green spaces. Only city, and the empty spaces between cities were filled with rice paddy fields. I can’t imagine what that would be like, but I now have a life goal of visiting Japan at some point. I’m intrigued by these lovely people. (And their anime cartoons, but that’s a terribly embarrassing secret of mine. We watch Japanese cartoons at night on Hulu after the kids go to bed. Shhh!)
I think every dish I own is currently dirty in my kitchen. Holy crap. With all of the cooking and the eating…I almost didn’t own enough dishes!
Between the dishes and the dreaded switchover of summer and winter clothing I really have my domestic work cut out for me. Commence the moaning and groaning, and begin the procrastinating!