Monday, December 31, 2012

Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot, and Old Lang Syne? That Is the Question.

2-0-1-3 is ready to be dropped on by a huge lit ball.

The gates are ready to pen people in.

December 31, 2012 9 a.m.
Times Square

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Where Market and South Street Intersect

The other day we were craving dim sum,
so we drove down to Chinatown and had lunch
with Jon's PorPor.

We parked on Cherry Street.

After lunch, we walked over to the river
and enjoyed the few rays winter allows.

There were an inordinate amount of men fishing. 
What're they hoping to catch?

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Friday, December 28, 2012

Kyo-ya's Version of a Doggie Bag


As I mentioned,
the best part about Kyo-ya's kaseki is that they aren't assholes
about taking home your leftover rice.
They wrap it up for you.

The menu is big; the rice is filling;
they totally get that.
I love them for it.

And that they don't just shove your leftover rice 
in an ugly plastic container is even better.
It's the prettiest gift.

And it comes with pickles!

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Frittata, Tatta-ta

Eggs, scallions,
mozzarella, red peppers

Mmm-mmm good.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

My Old Man's 30th Birthday Dinner

On November 25, 2012,
Jon turned 3-0.
He's officially my old man.

We knew each other back when we were seventeen.
Now that he's thirty, it's just crazy.
Where did the time go?
How did we get so old and fat and gray?

We went to Kyo-ya
for his birthday dinner.
Well, his official on-his-actual-birthday dinner.
We've been celebrating this birthday with dinners
all over the place all year long.

There were eleven courses,
and tons of delicious food.

We were the only ones at the bar for a while,
but once the other Japanese couples at the bar settled in and started taking photos
and the service started slowing down a bit with the influx of the dinner crowd,
I whipped out my camera phone to kill some time
while Jon thought about how old he was getting.

Jon's menu got splattered with fat oils from cooking
his meat on a grilled stone.

My old man.
The best part about this meal is the huge bucket of rice
with other stuff.
They serve you as much as you can eat,
then they wrap up the rest in bamboo leaves for a meal another time.

The beauty of kaiseki and other Asian banquet meals,
besides it just being beautiful and tasty,
is that if you didn't fill up on all the more expensive ingredients
you get a huge thing of rice (and noodles in Chinese banquets) to help you feel full.

Oh those pickles were a miracle.
I want to eat so many of them until I feel sick.
It was such a great meal!

We think the sorbet was definitely kyoho,
but the grapes on top look like finger grapes.
It was so good.
Definitely something to think about making at home.
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