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Sultry and Sweet Red Shiso Summer Tonic
As the temperatures rise I find my self less and less interested in long hours the kitchen. Feeling sluggish in the heat, I crave foods that are light and fresh and tall glasses of reviving cold drinks
The Perfect Jam with a Brilliant Hue
Tart and sweet at the forefront, the taste is threaded with traces of a bitter undertone, making it one of the more complex and interesting pure fruit jams I’ve ever tasted.
Salty, Sweet, or Spiked, Ume is the Alkaline King
A dozen ume trees bloom each February in our small orchard. Their white, single petal flowers glow in the cold misty air, a delicate promise of a forthcoming spring.
Primal and Perfect Barracuda
The table is set and as the leaf is unwrapped a sweet, nutty, roasty aroma rises with the steam of perfectly juicy fish. So elegant. So basic. Primal and perfect.
Stepping into Summer from Mountain to SEa
Takashi walked in with a handful of fuki, the hollow stems ofthe native Japanese coltsfoot plant, and said, the first time I’ve ever bought fuki. The first time because fuki are a thing to forage, not purchase,
A Meal to Remember Among so Many
I can think of no higher compliment than the impact of a meal I made firing a synapse so strong that despite the odds, it joined her already full and vibrant album of food memories.
Itadaku: A Prayer to Humbly Receive
We gather handfuls of warabi, bracken fern, caught before they unfurl. Every year, every wild vegetable we forage is first enjoyed as tempura.
A Matter of Manners: Food and Utensils
If characterized as rigid notions of etiquette, table manners can feel forced and stringent. But I’ve always found great beauty in the layered gestures of movement at the table.
A Wild Harvest, A Wild Feast
Alongside beautiful shimeji mushrooms and wild watercress collected just moments ago I layer slices of inoshishi, wild boar hunted by a family friend.
Winter and Spring in a Single Dish
It’s a dish inspired by Yoshiko Iwai, an earnest and dedicated tempura chef who is also a family friend, a dish I ate at his arresting cypress counter in Ginza that perfectly illustrates this time of year.
A Myriad of Small Spring Measures
My memories of Mirukashi begin in this season, with the first foray to gather fukinoto. I was so completely taken with the little green buds and have been ever since.
Commencement: In the End, A New Beginning
If you had asked me with whom I would like to study, I would have named the chef at a tiny place entered from an obscure Ginza alley in Tokyo. When he moved here to Karatsu, he agreed to teach me.
Salting and Pickling the Roots of Winter
It was many years ago, now, that I first fell in love with a handsome Spanish radish at the local market. It had a calloused coal-colored rind and smooth snow-white flesh. I was immediately smitten.
Cured Winter Citrus On the Savory Side
There are as many variations as there are people making yubeshi, which may not actually be so many these days. Some are on the sweeter side, a natural confection, while others are on the spicy or savory side.
Of Pickles and Preservation and Winter Cabbage
When I landed in Japan it’s only natural that I latched on to Kuniko’s cooking as a route towards belonging both to the family and culture I had joined, a culture rife with references to something larger and more meaningful than the individual self.
Persimmons are Ripe for the Holidays
Perhaps persimmon is the only tree that looks better when its leaves have fallen. The fruits are revealed and the tree comes alive. They look downright bejeweled.
Matsutake Memories: the Perfect Pairing
The season of shinmai coincides with mushrooms galore, including the most prized of all growing under cover on the forest floor, matsutake.
Of Tips and Tails and Delicious Thrift
If we adorn our space with objects we love, we soon may find that there is no place we’d rather be. Considering myself the steward of our dwelling, makes housework and chores more gratifying.
A Cultured Confection: Japan’s Marron Glacé
Shibukawani are whole chestnuts stewed in syrup with the astringent inner peel left in tact. Much of the astringency is drawn out but enough remains to add a sophisticated layer of flavor.
Tone and Texture of Chrysanthemum
I felt a certain poetry as I watched her hands, rough with age, pluck the delicate florets from the head. Her movements in the kitchen always showed respect and consideration for each ingredient.