The kids were still asleep when Dave and I left for the mountains. It was blowing really hard down here and I was worried about the drive but Dave has had no exercise yet this week, so I decided that we should go. He must work out.
At one of the traffic lights, we had to stop and Dave noticed a girl trying to walk on ice and snow – looked like she was slipping and sliding and he said watch – she will fall on her arse in a minute. Well, she didn’t and I said to Dave that the lights had changed. He was still looking and hoping that the girl would fall. When I looked out of my passenger side door, our car was about to crash into the car next to us and I looked at Dave – he was oblivious to the accident about to happen cos he was still looking at this girl! Of course, I shouted at him and clouted his head. I cannot believe this man! And all he could say was well, good thing that you are here!
It was slow going up to the mountains, the wind was blowing snow sideways! When we got to the x-c trails, I was reluctant to ski because it was so freaking cold and when I looked for my warm hat – it was gone! Dave must have dropped it at the 7-11 where we stopped for a pee, when he pulled his jacket out. We decided to skate but I did not get very far. It was a white out and when the wind blew all that snow in my face, I decided to take refuge in the hotel.
I went out abit later and met up with Dave. He had done 6 laps by then. It was so cold and windy that I decided to call it quits after half a lap. The trails were all chopped up and icy in parts – it was just about the worse condition I have ever been in. In Truckee, I never ever go out in weather like this. I was glad Dave got his exercise in, though. He did 8 laps in this frigid onditions. I did manage to whip out my camera and I took a picture of the red beries. It was more specatacular last week when there were snow on all the branches.
That night we all went out in search of the Okonomiyaki (like a fritata restaurant) restaurant. We did find it but it was almost 9pm by the time we got there and they were closing, so we wandered round the corner and came upon a restaurant with a Tanuki infront of it. A Tanuki is a beaver like critter with two huge testicles. In Japanese stories, Tanukis can wrap their testicles round their bodies for protection or wave it around to fly or do what they want to do with it. Emma and Liza have far better stories to tell about them!
Anyway, we went into this restaurant – only one table was occupied, and they were all Japanese style meaning we have to sit on the pillows. I have not gotten used to this stlye of sitting yet, although, I used to in Malaysia. Dave sat down but instead of folding his legs and sitting on them, he straightened them under the table and leaned against the wall to prevent achy back. I did the same.I could never fold my legs like the Japanese do.
On the shelf behind the bar were rows of sake bottles and some whiskey bottles too with little labels. Dave said the labels are customers’ names. So when they come into the restaurant, they will be served from their own bottles! So, when you see our names on there, you will know that we have made it as locals!
There were no set menus, we just ordered ala carte, with Steve reading the Japanese menu. He did really well with the Japanese charaters. So, we had shashimi – maguro, fried oysters, some boiled rice – like porridge, potato croquette, a dish with potatoes and cheese grilled and fried fish head that came with grated daikon. We were wondering how to eat the fish and so I asked the waitress. She came over and said use soy sauce – so I poured abit of the soy sauce and grabbed some daikon and plonked it into the soy sauce but the lady said no this is how you do it or something to that effect. She poured a little soy sauce onto the grated daikon, the rubbed it onto the fried fish and then she used her chopsticks to loosen the flesh and it was delicious. Between Dave and I we devoured the head, eyes and all (that’s my department – the eyes).
At the end of the dinner, Dave got up – painfully, to pay the bill while I left for the toilet. When I came back, Liza took off for the toilet. The waitress was giving us all some baked mochi, which was rice cake covered with soy powder and toasted sea weed sheet. It was very weird eating dessert standing up! I guess the waitress did not expect us to leave as soon as we were done.It was tasty but we had to struggle to eat it because we were all full. When Liza came back she was handed a piece as well and it was painful watching her try to eat it to please the waitress!!
We stopped at the 7-11 for desserts to go – in the picture you can see Dave enjoying his ice cream in the cold weather – brrr – but actually the flash of the camera blinded him.
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