rice stalk

Rice run – a new perspective

After moving to Canada from Japan, my husband and I had a lot of adjustments to make. One thing that stayed constant was our need to keep eating our favorite Japanese rice. Back in Japan, the closet grocery store was steps from our door. We could buy an easy to carry bag of rice whenever…

rice paddy in Katagami

Rice run – the burden

Moving to Canada from Japan was a huge adjustment for my husband and I. Besides the weather, crazy drivers and the necessary evil of cover letters (a requirement in Canada with many job applications), our beloved Japanese rice caused some of the greatest strain. We managed to run out of rice more than once. To do…

tired salaryman eating pasta

Rice cooker fails from bubbles to distraction

The posts about rice cooker rules and washing theories were about what you can do with a rice cooker to get edible rice. This post celebrates the opposite. Taking “washing” too literally When Hitoshi’s cousin moved away for university, he made rice alone for the first time. Something was wrong so he called his mom for advice. Cousin:…

miso soup

Miso Soup – the heart of a Japanese Kitchen and a part of any meal

Tart tomatoes. Steaming, sweet rice. Salty grilled salmon. Heady miso soup. My first breakfast at Hitoshi’s family home before we were married was unforgettable: warmth, flavour, simplicity, variety, nourishment. My future mother-in-law’s miso soup was not entirely made from scratch. This takes several hours starting with soaking kelp and shaved dried bonito to make the…