After my trip to the gym, I invited my new friend Hiroko-san, back to lunch. I had cooked some chicken curry yesterday with rice, so all i had to do was stir fry some veggies.
She brought me a bottle of honey, a bottle of wine and a pair of slippers that she crochet herself!
I showed her our tiny apartment. When we went to the living room, she promptly sat on the carpet by the coffee table. I followed suit but it hurts my knees and back to sit on the floor. Even when she sits at the dining table, she folded her knees to sit on the chair. Yikes, that would hurt me.
I learnt that all the persimmon trees in Aizu produce bitter fruits! No wonder no one picks or steals the fruits from the trees. To make it sweet, the fruits have to be placed in an airtight box, and sprayed with shojoo, a kind of potato wine, and must be kept closed for a whole month to take out the bitterness!! No wonder persimmons are expensive here. I am glad she told me this bit of info, cos I thought the waterfall gods had punished me with a bitter fruit!!
I got all these info from Hiroko-san but it took a long time to process this info. She would talk in Japanese, look in the dictionary and then translate. I bought this Japanese dessert and did not know how to eat it – if you can believe it. It is shaped liked a little bowl and the outer covering is hard like the cone of an icecream and there are stuff inside. WHen i broke it open it looked like sand to me and it tasted sweet. What Hiroko-san said was to put it in a bowl and pour hot water in. I gingerly poured a little and she said “more” and I kept pouring until the whole thing is covered with water. The hard outer covering went really soft and the sandy part melted and it looked like soup. I ate the outer covering with a chopstick and drank the soupy part. I would never have guessed that’s the way to prepare the dessert.
After lunch I showed her how to knit this short sleeved sweater that i had just finished. She had brought some yarn over for that purpose.
Later, we went to the super market where i got more education on how to shop and what to buy. Hiroko-san said to stay away from ramen noodles (of course, that’s what i lived on the whole month of October! Hence, the extra extra spare tires!!) because ramen has lots of oil and more fattening than udon or soba.
It was a fun day and I really appreciated her kindness. Tomorrow, I am going to cook some soup the way she does it.