Let’s Eat Junk Food: Ebi Filet-o at McDonalds

In previous installments we tried Doritos and Oreos; today we find ourselves in Okinawa on vacation and humoring the older child, who celebrated a birthday yesterday. "I want McDonalds for lunch!" she declared. So off to the Golden Arches we went.  I heard about the Halloween Pumpkin Chocolate fries, but they didn't even look good …

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Everything But the Food: a Visit to Kappabashi Kitchen Town

This past Thursday I played hooky from my usual Japanese class and headed into Tokyo with my friends Chika and Sabina. Our destination: Kappabashi, or Kitchen Town. Guidebooks often call Kappabashi the plastic sushi district, or the place where many restaurants buy the food samples that they display in glass cases out front. A better description? Everything …

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Again With the Shower Shoes in the Kitchen: Or, a Weekend at Iijima Sushi Resort in Chiba Prefecture

A long weekend in late September means a quick getaway to Chiba Prefecture! Most Yokohama expats know Chiba for surfing beaches around Onjuku and Kutsuura, but unfortunately those hotels booked up before I found a spot. So we ended further south in Minami Boso, a quieter area better known for farming, fishing, and growing flowers for the big city. We arrived at Iijima …

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Using Up Those Leftovers, Japanese Style: Yakisoba Noodles

Living in Japan has altered my kitchen staples, and one addition is yakisoba noodles. I usually keep a package on hand in the fridge. Each package contains three servings of noodles individually wrapped and three packets of seasoning mix (which I usually skip). Another staple: kaeshi. The recipe for kaeshi is simple: combine 3/4 cup soy …

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The Conclusion of the Daijobu Chronicles, or Part Two of When Your Neighbor Hits Your Piece of $!@>*^ Car

As loyal martayaki readers recall, a few days ago our neighbor accidentally backed into our car Benji while turning around. Mr. and Mrs. Neighbor came over to apologize twice--once bearing I'm Sorry pastries--and both times I deployed the handy Japanese phrase daijobu, or No Worries. After the second visit from the neighbor I reached out to an American …

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