Every 6 months or so a few of us will get invited over to Murao Sensei’s house for delicious food and chatting. She works teaching cooking classes so what we eat is always a treat. Especially compared to the gruel that I settle for from my own kitchen. This time around, the usual crew was switched up though since Gary and Ryan couldn’t make it. To fill in, Jon and Arran came on down to the feast. The menu included selecting different sorts of sushi and rolling them ourselves. I was really enjoying making egg and chicken rolls though. This was all quite a treat, and I’m sure that the fish cost a bit too. We were all soon stuffed, but spaghetti too came out of the kitchen.
None of us really know why these events happen, but we assume it has to do with us speaking English. The other Japanese ladies that attend are all interested in English, and this serves as a good chance for them to practice it. Sounds like a fair deal to me. We generally talk about current and upcoming events and swap funny stories. After an hour more of this chatter, a cake emerged from the kitchen as well. There were a couple guys with upcoming birthdays that needed to be celebrated. At this point, most of our stomachs were bursting, but we dug deep and made it happen. Usually by tea time, we are urged to break into a foreign song but by some miracle we avoided this. Not long after we cleaned up and went home. As always it was a great time and a rare chance to see some friends during the midweek.
The cake was too delicious to refuse.