Having missed this the first time around, I was glad to get the chance to get one, but at the same time I was a little disappointed how quickly it came around in the special bi-weekly flavor rotation. The woman working was unfamiliar, but she made my taiyaki in short order, and even left on the mold flash how I like it. I’m sure that is more an issue of laziness rather than adherence to rustic appearance traditons! After taking a bite I felt a bit let down – perhaps because I was denied last time and the anticipation of this maboroshi flavor made me expect more out of it than it had to offer. The filling was essentially coarsely crushed and moistened Oreo cookies. It is good, but it isn’t the end-all of the myriad alternative taiyaki fillings: I’d take the conventional anko filling over the Oreo without a second thought. There is a slight residual crunch from some of the larger cookie pieces. This one might appeal to those who don’t like really sweet things. Continue reading ‘Akimune-an Oreo Taiyaki’
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The rare Corpse Flower native to Sumatra.
It wasnt really super stink, I think a lot of the stink already vanished, though I get the feeling that it can get pretty stink when its ripe.
Once again, Nagoya’s Jiraiya is back at Shirokiya selling their ebi-tenmusu – mini musubi rice balls built around a small breaded shrimp ebi tenpura. For $7.95 USD plus tax you get six slightly-too-big-to-be-a-mouthful tenmusu and a scant pinch of kyarabuki (a tsukudani made from fuki, Petasites japonicus) – they’ve gotten pretty Chang with that. That’s about the going rate, since a pack of five at the Meibutsu Tenmusu Senjyuu at Nagoya Centrair is around 735-yen. The rice in the Jiraiya ones is a bit on the gummy side compared to Senjyuu, but that could be related to adapting to the loaner equipment in the temporary space. I do actually prefer the taste of the Senjyuu ones, but I’m not flying all the way to Nagoya on a whim for them! Continue reading ‘Jiraiya Tenmusu’
Jackie and Eric from Chinatown Boardroom dropped me a line last Friday that there was going to be an opening reception for Yumi at Mu’u Mu’u Heaven in Kailua. A First Friday art show that wasn’t downtown and was on my way home was very attractive, especially if I could check out some nice artwork and meet some old friends and hopefully make some new ones. Traffic was light on the Pali, and there was ample parking. The video crew that did the live feed for Fuyuki’s show were there doing an interview, and the same organizer dude that made the arrangements with the Boardroom last time was there on hand too. I wandered around the rest of the shop and gallery space until the shoot wound up. Continue reading ‘Yumi at Mu’u Mu’u Heaven’
Saturday night’s full moon Mariner’s Ridge hike was under cloudy skies with blustery Easterlies. My GPS says the distance was 4.03km, and the moving average speed was 3.0 km/h. Elevation gain was about 270m.
Vince will probably get a kick out of this. Dave at Mojo Tactical has them in stock. A cursory internet search indicates that they are from Orca Tactical, but I’m guessing they are not licensed. Quality is good. They are available only in the desert tan colorway.
I was rather shocked when I stopped by Shirokiya after work and saw that the sweet potato filling had made a return visit after overstaying it’s welcome a couple of weeks ago. Did they find some leftover potato filling? How was it that potato was still around and last week’s strawberry cream cheese flavor ran out before its two weeks were up? Luckily, hidden between the signs on the counter was a new rotating flavor – anko cream cheese. After having last week’s strawberry cream cheese, I was in, and I was not disappointed. The sweetness of the anko was nicely balanced by the creamy sourness of the cheese. This definitely falls into the classification of otona no aji. I’m glad I got two! Continue reading ‘Akimune-an Anko Cream Cheese Taiyaki’
Smokers are inherently ethically vacant and morally corrupt egotistical individuals. They are so self-centered and self-absorbed that they don’t care how their smoking affects those around them, whether they are people who they interact with, or disinterested bystanders: Only the self is important. They litter with absolute abandon, both by dropping their ash and by discarding their cigarette butts on the streets or sidewalks: They can’t be bothered with properly disposing of their refuse. This puts them in league with the COFA folk who expectocate their phlegm and discard used baby diapers even in hospital parking lots.
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Is there some new addition to the HRS that I haven’t heard of? I think it’s an intentional falsehood meant to freak people out. I’m sure if a law regulating this actually passed, the news media would have been abuzz about it for at least a week. In any case, hasn’t the danger of phone/gas pump interactions has been thoroughly debunked, the most familiar example being by Mythbusters? Of course, I took the picture with my phone while filling gas!
Saw the vanity plate, “BF8FUL”. I’m fairly certain this individual is of the evangelical, new-fashion religious variety (“be faithful”) and not the meat-loving variety (“beef ate full”). Too bad he or she doesn’t have a full command of English, since the plate reads “be fateful” and not “be faithful”. There’s a big difference there (hint: go check a dictionary). Maybe this is one of the friends of the “discreet”/”discrete” guys…
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