Month: February 2015

A Well Read Woman: and Well Traveled Women

I love books so I read a lot.  I love traveling and I get out there a lot. When I was about half of my current age, I was traveling through Thailand.  I was dirty, filthy and broke.  I was hungry.  At one point, a  well-dressed Caucasian couple threw a can of cat food at me when I was sitting street side in Bangkok starving. Two not-well-dressed-at-all kids took me to their home to feed me what they already DON’T have.  This couple seems they had enough money versus these kids’ family who don’t have enough of anything.  These kind of experience opened up my eyes and my heart.  Wide open. Reading has the same effect on me.  I can be inside of a book and travel though the book.  I get to experience tons and my heart soars. A well-read and traveled woman is very emotional, opinionated, strong, stubborn, protective of her own space and wants to be alone many times. On contrary, she is kind-mannered and (most likely) has a fuzzy heart.  She …

Powder (Power) of Love: Packed Lunch

12-hours a day.  Once in a while I had to work that long but I havn’t really since moving to the States (in Japan yes, it’s a norm).  Recently I have been working 12 hours a day almost every day.  I am a very healthy person but I feel drained and bone-tired. Last night, I went out for dinner with my friend and we had Chinese.  It was lovely to see her but all I could think about was going home and lying down on my bed.  When I came home, I was so relieved and couldn’t wait to go to bed. Please look at this photo.  A very boring and bland glass container with squared tin foil on it is pictured here.  This tin foil contains pure magic.  Archie knew what I have been going though and how exhausted I have been.  So, he packed my lunch for me (spaghetti with simple tomato sauce that he made) and told me the tin foil square was grated parmesan cheese.  Not only did he grate the …

Get The Sand Out!: The Ocean Stew

Ocean.  Waves, salty water, sand, surfboards, ocean smells, sunset…I love the ocean.  I like lakes, rivers, mountains but I love the ocean.  The ocean and I have a very personal relationship.  It’s deep.  Ocean produce seafood, especially shellfish…my love.  There’s only one downside of shellfish.  Picture this; you have this gorgeously prepared plate with all types of fish and shellfish.  Your favorite is clam and you dive into it.  Then, as you’re biting into it, this hard, weird, most unpleasant texture you’ve ever experienced.  Sand. My mom grew up in Shizuoka prefecture which is located about 2-3 hour drive from Tokyo near Mount Fuji and beautiful pacific ocean.  My grandma and mom moved to Tokyo 15 years after the World War II ended but they never forg0t how great the seafood was in Shizuoka.  They taught me how to gut and filet the fish, how to clean and prepare fish and shellfish.  One particular lesson I am so appreciative having been taught is to soak clams in salt water and for (at least) a couple …

Not-so-lovely Saturday: Self Acceptance

Today’s (or my lifetime) goal is “not to compare myself to others.” Sounds strenuous.  I think that is the root of all of my issues and baggage that I carry, which is constantly comparing myself to others and not accepting myself.  Other people have better personality, family, more money, popularity, leadership skills, more talented, are kinder, more beautiful, thinner calves, prettier smile, better cook, better dancer…etc.  No wonder my life has been so harsh.  That is no one’s fault, but mine because I have been letting myself accept that. This last Saturday, Archie and I wasted almost all Saturday because of lack of self-assurance and affirmation.  I was not liking parts of my bodies.  I thought too much about it and that drove me to the point where I get upset with someone else.  I was angry at myself too much already and I was not sure what to do.  My emotion burst out against Archie.  We could have spent a lovely Saturday together (it was gorgeous spring weather day!) if I was not that …

Seattle Food Icon: The Dish (no famous chef required)

There is something romantic about eating at a diner, especially at the counter. Drinking a very bad cup of coffee in a very thick unmatched ceramic mug.  The food is greasy and its portion is gigantic so it’s promising that you’ll get a huge gut-bomb even while you are eating.  You can easily find those diners in NYC but there are not many in Seattle.  The Dish is one of only a few and very valuable. Since I moved to Seattle in 2000, I have been coming here.  It is a small restaurant.  The counter seats 8 people and there are 9 four-top tables.  They only open from 8 am to 2 pm, are closed on Mondays and all national holidays.  If you arrive there after 10 am, you should be ready for waiting. Outside.  Summer in Seattle is gorgeous, so there is no problem waiting outside. But winter?  Wet and cold…but the line does not get shorter.  Of course, there is bottom-less coffee with unmatched ceramic mugs while waiting.  You sometimes have to go …