Rescued post 2006/10/6

Taken from another blog I’m shutting down, and stuck in here for posterity, or something.

Yeah baby. Drinking beer and making interesting combinations of leftovers right now. In some farming areas (including my sort of out-of-the-way part of Tokyo) people stick their crops in plastic bags, nail up a can, and post a sign telling to you stick a couple hundred yen in there if you take some of the harvest home with you. Last week we grabbed about a kilo of chestnuts for 200 yen—a bargain if there ever was one, since that’s like a sixth of the price in grocery stores.

Then we spent about two hours getting the damn shells off of the things. Calculating by hourly wage I suppose we came out behind on this deal, but meh, whaddyagonnado. It was an experience. I can now talk with authority about the pain of getting chestnut shards driven under my fingernails. Which, as George W. Bush will tell you, is something that America needs to be able to do to its enemies if we are to be kept safe from them.

Anyway. We shelled the things and cooked up a pot of rice with them in it. Right now I’m polishing off the last of that, drinking a beer or six, and tossing Mr. McQueen’s finest into the DVD video picture machine. San Fran in ‘68 was basically awesome. That’s what I’m taking away from this film right now.

The wife is doing battle with her wisdom teeth these days, and is drugged out and crashed at her parents’ place in Yotsuya for the night. So I have the apartment all to myself. Yes! So far I’ve celebrated by getting a blog set up on the in-laws’ restaurant site. Once it goes live I will link it here so all of you can behold the posts (in Japanese) about the new menu updates at Enchante.

I need to sign off; Lieutenant Bullitt just woke up with a wicked hangover and has to go to work.

10/06/2006 | Japan, life | Comments

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