This is such a nice café. Do make a visit if you get a chance.
It’s been a busy week. Sunday was Keith’s first children’s-message-in-Japanese and a sushi party for the kids at church, and then on Monday (our day off) we went fishing. My hat fell in the water; thankfully our friend, Yanaoka-san fished it out for me… but by “fished out,” I mean literally, with a fishing pole, which still had the worms attached to it. Let’s just say I got sunburned after that.
|Yanaoka-san with my hat|
|Is this one big enough to eat?|
|Garden plot, 2 weeks ago|
A few weeks ago we saw Saitoh-san at the garden for the first time. We said the usual greetings (はじめまして—“it’s the first time we meet” and so on) and proceeded to talk about what kinds of vegetables we planned to grow. Somehow we got around to talking about melons—Saitoh-san is known to be good at growing them, and Keith wants to learn how. Saitoh-san offered to teach us. We bought a seedling, and he took it home with him to take care of until it got a bit bigger.
The next Sunday at church, we talked to our landlady, also named Saitoh, about gardening.
Landlady: I hear you’re interested in watermelon.
Me: Yes! There’s a nice man at the garden who is teaching us how to grow them. His name is Saitoh too.
Landlady: I know! (laughs) That’s my husband.
Me: … Ehhhhhh??? Well then, please say hi to your husband and our watermelon for us.
I had only seen our landlady together with her husband once—but still feeling slightly embarrassed that I didn’t recognize him.
|Our watermelon, staying warm in a plastic tent|
|Baby cucumber... so cute!|
|Tomatoes! They're in bags to protect them from the wind.|
|Keith checks out the kabocha squash|
As a bonus, here’s a few pictures from the sushi party.
|Yokokawa-san, the MC for the party games... when he came out in this getup, I was laughing so hard that I cried...|
|Keith leads the "sea-seashore" game|
|Osaka-san, our resident sushi chef, explains how to make temakizushi. Art in the background is by Keith.|
|They've got expensive taste. The first thing to go was the crab. When I was a kid, I wouldn't have touched this stuff with a 10-foot pole. I had no idea what I was missing out on...|