Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Farmers Market Kamiyama



The Kamiyama farmers' market was only 5 mins drive from our house and employs some very lovely people who were always engaging with Hopper and uber friendly. We were there fairly regularly as we passed it getting anywhere out of town and also because, well, everything was so fresh and the seasons for certain produce changed frequently. It was also just plain exciting to see what was on offer.

Inside was a giftshop selling crafts and specialty foods, a small restaurant selling a variety of noodle dishes, a cold case with local made tofu, sushi, and snacks, and the ever exciting ice cream counter. A separate area located in front had all the fresh produce, plucked so lovingly in the couple days before, brought in by local farmers. It also serves as a rest stop on the highway so there's bathrooms, picnic tables and plenty of parking.

We were lucky enough to be around for eggplants, shiitake, sudachi limes and at the end yuzu limes (which look more like grapefruits than limes), sweet potato, red chillies, Asian pear, popo (a fruit that looked like a small chubby rotten banana but had knobby irregular seeds throughout and tasted like a mango banana hybrid, so so delicious and the season lasted but a week), mandarin, purple corn, green beans, some other totally foreign fruit that I believe was called bobo, and persimmon (kaki). But to name a few.

Funny thing is that a few of these are specialty items sold in other parts of Japan for high prices but were available at the source for peanuts, and things like popo are too fragile to transport so are unknown in other parts of the world. (We came home to find a popo gift and were unsure what to do with it, it looked rotten and brown and not very appealing; thanks Keiko for making sure we got to experience it.)

We sort of gorged really. And never have I ever had such tasty firm shiitake. And the sudachi is so delicious and coveted that it goes on everything from oysters to tofu to soup. You can truly understand the nature of regional Japanese cuisine when the ingredients are so astonishingly delectable.

Oh, and the views from here are spectacular, so it was always so nice to get a meal or a snack or even just a drink from the myriad machines and sit outside at the picnic tables and stare at the mountains.


udon and ice cream

hanging around


local made cakes

ordering from the restaurant while really wanting something else

ice cream flavors: sudachi, sweet potato, green tea (2 varieties), black sesame, strawberry, yuzu, lemon, udon (noodle)

best tofu I've ever eaten, hands down

lovely employees


what's ripe and ready

and you can see who grew it (left kaki, right limes)


popo! this was picked before it was really ripe so it needed couple more days. best to eat it when it falls to the ground all speckly yellow brown and slightly ripping open

bobo! (or larva?)

soooo many seeds, must be spit out, very interactive fruit not to be eaten on 1st date

skin, fruit, seeds (hopper thought it was a caterpillar, tried not to think about that while eating, very mild flavor)


the view, and mama's great parking job

residency posters put up around town, Nik's photo in middle, of course more ijshun!

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Hopper The Heartbreaker



It's true that toddlers have their moments of transcendental evil, and it can even be funny, but these days Hopper is just killing me with sweetness and jokes. The way he says "I love you mama" first thing in the morning. The way he caresses my hair when we're chatting pillow to pillow after reading his bedtime book. The way he sees brown things on the street and says in his best valley accent "look mama, poopoos! eeee-ewwww! ga-ross!" (yes I taught him that). The way he tries to convince me he should get an extra cookie because "that's the deal mama, ok?!". The way he offers me a bite of the same cookie and won't take no for an answer then asks me if I think it's "delicious".

The only problem is that all I want a bite of is him. HE is the delicious one, and if he's not careful I will nibble him to smithereens! It honestly freaks me out that some day he will not let me sniff his head and smooch his forehead, what will I do then?

And now he loves to get down and shake it all around. He even has a mean Beastie Boys dance that I've yet to get on film. I'll get on that!


Daddy wants a bite

Daddy can't have a bite

but keep a safe distance just in case


likes to help with shopping

at local health food store

and likes to help cook

loves Curious George

finger painting ended up being a miss, he doesn't like the way the paint feels on his fingers!

Thanks for the shirts Grandma!

still fave, books books books!

loves to play games on mama and daddy's bed

aw, my sweet gorgeous boys!

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Spring-tastic!





We have been so extremely blessed with one of the mildest winters on record which has led to an early, and rather balmy, Spring. (This is in stark contrast to my dear friends and family who have suffered multiple "Polar Vortexes" and countless feet of snow.) For us this means the park is now a valid option for outdoors fun. In fact, the last couple of days reached over 60F and you could actually sit outside without a jacket. I still don't trust it, as in the Netherlandish weather gods can turn on you at any moment, but I'll certainly take it!!!

So here's to a renewed sense of survival and the excitement of the upcoming summer days. Effen yay!




PLANK!


yay there's no filth puddle at the end!
3 kids, 2 parents, and lots of scooping