I am an alcoholic.
These are my friends. Ryo is on the left, she is a grott, and she’s also a safety drinker. Jun is incomprehensible, and she’s got no idea what I have written. That said, I have no idea either.
So I did learn some new vocabulary. The other one being a kitchen drinker, which they called me. There seems to be various different ways of describing drinking here, so I guess that’s a good indication of the level of liver failure.
I cooked some Australian beef and vegetables for dinner and we drank some Australian wine as well. The meal was completed with a bottle a sake, just for the authentic Australian touch.
The night started rather disastrously when the roasting dish I had bough
t didn’t do the job I thought it would. In Japan, western style ovens aren’t usually available. So, I bought a roasting dish and panned on using it on the stove. The roasting dish though, had holes in the bottom to let the heat through, and so wasn’t what I could use (because the oil and juices would drip out.) I sent the girls back down the to shop to get something else.
We ended up with a fairly thick, deep fry pan and a lid. Although the lid they sent me the picture for wasn’t the one they bought. They decided to buy one that was similar to one I already have because the one you see here didn’t really fit the fry pan. When they were tyring to explain it to me on the phone I really wasn’t sure what they were talking about. So, I will learn how to get a refund today.
The food ended up being Australian beef and mushrooms with rosemary and garlic (although it ended up a little dry) and dried fried vegetables with salt, pepper and rosemary, which were fantastic. I hadn’t eaten like that since I have been in Japan.
So after some beer, we then got into the sake. This particular drop had a rather dry taste, has some nose to it and a strange aftertaste that I suppose is meant to be there. It was fairly strong on the palette (which for sake is saying something.) I’d have it again, but there are a million other types of sake still to consume so it might be some time before I get there.
So, it was a good night. Much was consumed. Another blip in the hectic schedule that is me.