Day 227: Nikujaga; Japanese cooking 木曜日・2015年4月30日

I succeeded in making nikujaga today! It’s basically a meat and potato dish, kinda looks and smells like hot pot, but it’s a Japanese invention. I ended up using dashi stock, mirin and cooking sake for the first time in my stay in Japan, hence why I consider it the first real Japanese meal I’ve made. Taken from a Japanese cookbook, and everything.

It turned out really well, too. Mouth-wateringly so.

It’s a pity I didn’t start using that cookbook earlier. It’s “450 Fry-Pan Recipes”, so basically meals that only require one frying pan, sometimes with a lid (like today), and nothing more, which is perfect for a tiny student kitchen. But I only have 123 days left, so I’m not going to be able to make every single recipe. Besides, not all of them are strictly-speaking healthy, and that’s what I’m trying to be. Healthy. But it’s been a while since I ate as it’s getting late, and it’s hard not to fantasize about karaage chicken. Well, I have another Korean Chicken night coming up on the 9th, so I just need to  hold out until then, and then I can stuff my face.

Recipes in the cookbook include pan quiches,pan pizzas, tofu soup… all sort of delicious-looking things. I’d better stop thinking about food now.

Night.

Day 120: Make tea, not war ♥ 火曜日・2015年1月13日

This morning, I woke up, and my body still hurt, and I had about ten minutes before a lesson started, but after dithering I still dragged myself out of bed. I kept wondering to myself, hobbling around on legs that felt like they could shatter at any minute, whether to just give up and go back to bed, especially every time I realized I couldn’t find something like a t-shirt or socks, but every time I thought such a thing, I would find what I needed. Class had already started by the time I was putting on my shoes, with which I had incredible difficulty putting on my feet as I couldn’t completely bend down and my arms were weak, but as soon as the thought crossed my mind, the shoe slipped on. Usually when I wake up and I realize even if I got up at that moment and rushed around getting ready I would be ten minutes late, I tend not to bother, as it’s embarrassing coming in late, but today I decided better late than never. I knew I’d regret it if I didn’t go. I think I’m finally starting to develop this strange thing called “willpower”. Am I finally becoming an adult?

It was the right decision. Being productive over being lazy is almost always the right decision. When I arrived, I just had to nod my head in apology and life continued on, forgetting about me within 5 seconds.

I was the one who ended up doing the tea ceremony today. It was my first time. When I realized it was going to me I did feel a tinge of regret for coming, as my arms were so weak, and I also later realized I’d forgotten those wipes that Fukuoka-sensei had lent us to wipe down the cups, but whatever, I did it.

It had been a while since I’d done tea ceremony. I think I was the slowest in the room out of all the groups that day, as 1) my arms were weak and I had to try doubly hard to not drop anything or set anything down too hard, 2) I kept doubting myself every time I went to do something. Do I put hot water in the cups next? Do I put the tea leaves in the pot first, or do I wipe down the cups first? The process is very complicated.

It turned out okay, though. And we had little pink mochi as our okashi (snack) to go with it, and they looked like little pink flowers.

In the next couple of weeks we have to do speeches in front of the class, 3-5 minutes long, about the culture of tea in our own country, as well as comparing it to tea in Japan. Using PowerPoint, and images, and so on. I’m actually really looking forward to this. As I’m British, and a tea-lover (often considered synonymous), this is like a dream come true, hahaha. Can I really fit all I want to say into 3-5 minutes?

We were let go early, so I decided to go to the supermarket. I got ingredients to make spaghetti bolognaise tonight (my cooking habits don’t really vary that much… I need to get more creative), as well as sandwich ingredients, because I’d been craving a sandwich really really badly yesterday and it was too painful to even get out of bed, let alone walk.

The supermarket’s like a whole new world in the middle of the day. I usually go between 7pm and 8:30pm, when meat and ready meals (e.g. soba dishes, take-away bento) would be reduced by 50% or more. But in the middle of the day, there are a lot more options. I noticed products I’d never seen before, and ended up buying more than I thought I would. I got something along the lines of a baguette (but anyone French reading this would slay me if they saw the thing I called a “baguette”). Speaking of the French, they don’t really have a tea culture. Coffee-drinkers. If they were assigned a wine speech, or a bread speech, or a cheese speech, they’d probably ace it. I like British bread and cheese, but I suppose they also come up short against the French. Oh, and pastries, cakes, and so on. Even though I also love British dessert creations.

Oh yeah, and Charlie Hebdo published another picture of Mohammad. I wonder how that’s gonna go down. I hope from now on no-one’s going to get in a hissy fit about this, now that this event has shaken up the world. Or are people just going to get MORE pissed, now that so much rage went on in Paris and now people may become encouraged to take action to defend their prophet? Not just radical Muslims trying to avenge Allah, but anyone who gets pissed off at satirical cartoons of any kind?

By the way, the word “neutralized”, which I kept hearing in the news, makes me feel ill.

I think South Park’s two-parter episode Cartoon Wars will forever be relevant. And the two-parter 200 and 201. It’s a pity the new season ended a few weeks ago. They’d be having a field day with this. But I suppose they’ve said a lot already. I always feel happy when a topical subject I care about is incorporated somehow into South Park. Makes all the depressing, scary stuff a little more light-hearted. Like their mention of ISIS in the first episode of Season 18. It was such a small mention, but it made me laugh aloud as it felt like such a stress reliever.

Anyway, I ate my sandwich (a glorious ham-salad-tomato-mayo one), but I had to put it on hold halfway through to go to the compulsory lecture in the CJLC Hall. When I got there, the lecturer was on crutches, but still manage to talk about urushi (lacquer). We’re going on another field trip next week, to the Wakayama prefecture. Not entirely sure what we’re doing, but I look forward to it.

Then I came back, finished my sandwich, did my laundry, got the mince out the freezer and napped for 3 hours. I didn’t know whether it was the aching muscles giving me the illusion I was tired, but I needed it.

Then I woke up and made a delicious spaghetti bolognaise. May be my best one yet. I chopped the vegetables a lot more diligently.

When I went to make the pasta though, one of my flatmates was cooking on the other hob. I hate only having two hobs to share between eight people. To combat this I boiled water in my kettle then put the pasta in, hoping it would somewhat soften it, but then my flatmate finished up and I was able to commence.

I’m not sure if anything else happened today… but anyway, time for bed. One minute until midnight.

Oyasumi!

Day 93: Gone Girl 水曜日・2014年12月17日

At the moment the majority of my readers are American. Howdy, y’all!

(And now they’ve all left. Oh.)

5am start, trying to finish off my Ethnology presentation. I HAD started it, I didn’t just leave it for 10 days and forget about it, but finishing it off proved more difficult than I’d thought. I got to 15 minutes before the supplementary lessons started, put it on my USB along with my notes, and sailed off to the CJLC to get my notes printed. Several hours of stress and torment after I first began, my USB wouldn’t even connect to the laptop, so I couldn’t print off my notes. It was impossible to do the presentation without it, so I threw up my hands in despair. What now? Was I going to bail? I’d thought about bailing like an hour before but that was the fault of my nerves, and I’d stuck through.

When I explained hurriedly to Tapas-sensei and she said she could go print it off for me later, something inside me snapped; it must have been from the build-up of stress. I must have looked really panicky because she suddenly started trying to calm me down (and I usually don’t get THIS stressed over presentations), and in the end I got it postponed to Friday. I felt REALLY bad. I’m not even sure I’m relieved. I wanted it over and done with today.

In the end I’m glad I have more time. Tomorrow’s a free day, though I need to go to the Immigration Bureau again to complete the next step unto getting my work permit. MEHHHHHHHH. But anyway, the two presentations I saw today would definitely have swamped mine, and I would definitely have not been prepared for all the questions. So I shall try my hardest to be relevant, and answer the questions I need to answer.

After Ethnology supplementary classes (we had a double, so I was in that classroom for 3 hours), I had a little rest, then Aiko-san came to pick me up so that we could go to the cinema together (it’s cheaper on Wednesdays!). We bought tickets for Gone Girl (as is the title of this blogpost). Shut up, I know it’s been out for ages. Not in Japan, it’s not. It came out this month.

We had some time before the movie started so we went to the food court. Ahh, how I’ve missed food courts. There was a “Nagasaki Champon” stall, and oh wow, I’ve not had champon in SO LONG. Two and a half years maybe? I got the spicy flavour, as is custom, and so did Aiko-san. We ordered a little set of gyouza for ourselves as well, and dug in. It was SO delicious. Mmm-mmm-mmm. So good.

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After that, yay! The movie!

Well like I’ve said before, I try not to review stuff too much on here. Spoilers, and all. I haven’t even acknowledged that Season 18 of South Park finished last week, oh God, how do I cope?!! (Not the best season finale though, I have to admit.)

But it was good. REEEEALLY good. It’s a bit unfortunate that I’d spoilt it for myself beforehand. Well, not COMPLETELY spoiled, but I knew about the crucial plot twist that came in about halfway through. Mind you, maybe it wasn’t that subtle a twist. Though it might have been, had I not known it was coming. Oh well. Cunning, slick, flawless directing. Not seen/ read a thriller like that in quite some time. Ben Affleck wasn’t half bad in it. I forgot Neil Patrick Harris is in the film, too, so that was a nice surprise. OHHH, and Tyler Perry. HA. HA. HA. All I could remember was South Park ripping on him for his comedy. “Oh, lerrrrrd.” But he was great in this.

After that we quickly went to the huge supermarket on the bottom floor, which is at least twice as big as the Garden Mall, and that’s the biggest supermarket in the vicinity. I got my hands on soooooo many goodies. I even picked up some tacos!

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I also found salad ingredients because I think it’s better to eat a salad than nothing at all (which is what I did today, but mainly for presentation purposes rather than because I’m trying to slim). Though speaking of slimming, I weighed myself at the onsen yesterday and I’ve dropped ANOTHER kilogram. I’m now 6kg lighter than I was when I went to go visit Lucy in Oxford in September. And I’ve barely even tried to lose weight. Imagine the wonders I could perform if I actually tried. (Unfortunately that applies to my academics as well.) I was looking noticeably a lot slimmer when I looked in the bathroom mirror at the cinema as well, or maybe it was because I was wearing flattering clothes. Well, only a hoodie and leggings, which is hardly flattering. I’m embarrassed that I only really wear leggings, actually. I only have two pairs of jeans left, both of them men’s jeans.

I looked for some roast chicken because I knew there were some in the Delicatessen section last time I was there, but it was already nearly 10pm by that point so they’d all gone. Oh well.

I got stuff so that I could try making Italian chicken again soon, as I’m feeling fancy. The only item I missed was the white wine, because it was already time to meet up with Aiko-san again by the time I found my other ingredients. Oh well, I can get it from the Garden Mall anytime. Then keep the rest of the wine and have myself a merry Christmas, hehe.

Well yep, I think that concludes my day. Only a week left until we hit 100 days! Oh lerd, it’ll be on Christmas Eve, too… what timing!

Day 60: Time flies! 金曜日・2014年11月14日

Tomorrow will mark two months since my 20th birthday, and the day after will mark two months to the day I set off for Japan, and also my first blog post. My dorm contract ends August 31st 2015, so tomorrow (or the day after) marks nine and a half months until I return. Someone could get pregnant and give birth in that time. (Hopefully not me.)

It turns out I’m actually not doing anything this weekend – Kyoto plans with Rachel fell through in the end, which suits me fine actually as it’ll cost a lot of money to stay overnight and I’ve had to pay a lot of expenses this term already. I’ll go for a day trip soon. And I’ve STILL not properly explored Osaka yet, so I’ll try and get that out the way before going anywhere else! Gotta make the bouken plans.

So I’m free both Saturday and Sunday – Rika’s busy this whole weekend as well. So I’m planning to reserve tomorow (Saturday) for important tasks that need carrying out. I COULD ask Theresa to come out tomorrow, but a) it’s short notice, b) I’m doing purpose-shopping ONLY as I have to get a lot done which includes boring shit I don’t want to burden anyone else with. Theresa loves “real” shopping, which consists of long, long periods of browsing. That I don’t mind, but only when I have time. I’m much more of a purpose-shopper, to be honest. Only shopping when I have something I need to buy, finding it, then leaving.

Today in Politics, Carlos-sensei gave out free haircut tokens for this place in Kita-Senri, offering a 20% discount and it’s already pretty cheap at ¥2000 (or less than that, depending on what you want), and I’ve not had my hair cut since May, I think, so I’ll see if I can find the place tomorrow. Carlos-sensei’s reason for doing this is if he gets enough tokens, he can get a free bike or something like that. Japanese point systems are very good here. I’ve not used any of my points cards yet (I have several already, clogging up my wallet). Back in England I have a lot of points cards for places like Subway and the Juice bar in Manchester Piccadilly Station, but they’re only useful for the store you’re at, whereas points here transcend boundaries and getting points at the hairdressers means those points can transcend into getting discounts on bikes… apparently.

Carlos-sensei did something else nice: informing us of English-language tutor opportunities. A lot of these tutoring sessions would be done over Skype, so I could continue them when I come home, and each lesson could earn me as much as ¥1900-¥3000 a lesson, which would be great. He’ll come back with more details next week. I don’t know if I’ll need a work permit for that exactly but I need to try getting one soon. Need to double check how to do that. Sounds like a weekday activity as I either need to go to S-Campus international room or the City Hall, both of which are a drag. Uggggghhhhhhh the bureaucracyyyyyyyy! I am so damn sick of paperwork.

Tomorrow I’ll see about getting myself a haircut (I need to make sure I know the vocab in advance, people have warned me, but Japanese hairdressers are apparently quite used to foreigners so it should be fine). Other than that, I’m thinking of going to the SoftBank in Umeda and upgrading my cellphone to a smartphone, because I can’t take it anymore. I’m thinking Umeda rather than a SoftBank closer to home because they had English-speakers there last time, and are better equipped at dealing with foreigners. I don’t think I’ll be able to carry the conversation in Japanese alone. Also, more choices of phone. Also, if I REALLY have a lot of time, this means I can explore a bit more of Osaka. I’ll see if I can find a UNIQLO, which there should be plenty of. To my understanding, they’re like the Japanese equivalent of Primark. And if there’s something significantly Osaka to do, I’ll do it. But I’m doing Osaka Castle next week I think, so that can wait.

After that, I’m going to go back to Second Street in Onohara and try and buy a little table for my takoyaki maker, as well as an extension cord. If I can find any other bargain electronics there too, that’d be good. I still want a DSLR, though those are expensive. If I manage to upgrade to a smartphone, I think I’ll pass on the tablet, so I can save money in that area. Also if I get a smartphone, the DSLR won’t be as important as I’ll have another photo-taking device to rely on, which is more discreet, but I want a DSLR anyway and I might as well get them in the country they’re manufactured in, as they’re cheaper than way. Particularly if they’re second-hand.

Second Street sells a lot of cool, shiny instruments as well, and it is SO tempting to buy one. But the walls are thin so I’d disturb everyone, and I wouldn’t be able to bring it home with me anyway. *Sigh*.

Anyway, what did I do today?

First lesson was cancelled, so Politics was my first lesson. We had a test, and I revised everything I was told to revise which included the three pacifist principles, the three non-nuclear principles, the three non-proliferation treaty principles, but I must have missed that I also needed to revise the four defence principles, so I got everything else right but that. At least the answers to the four principles sounded familiar, so it’s not like it was wholly new information.

Before Carlos-sensei gets into the actual lesson (we talked more about the nuclear reactors, focusing on radiation today), he always likes to read the news, which I find helpful. Today he mentioned something going on in Turkey (not related to Japan, but I don’t mind – it was political one way or another), which is that the Muslim-oriented government is censoring sex education (covering pictures of genetalia with pictures of fluffy ducks and cute polar bears… I’m not exaggerating) and rewriting the textbooks to contain Islamic principles on sex rather than how it works in real life. (Oh snap.)

Islamic countries aren’t the only places that do this kind of thing, of course. There are schools in the state of Arizona that actually RIP OUT pages in textbooks with information concerning contraception and abortion, etc. Never mind the fact that some of the backs of the pages they rip out are about how the sperm functions. Guess kids don’t need to know that shit, just as long as they can’t abort their kids! Yay!

For God’s sake.

(Literally, haha.)

Look, if you don’t agree with abortion or contraception, whatever, okay, that’s your personal stance, but the facts are the facts whether you like them or not, which people need to know so that they don’t grow up completely misinformed, not to mention exposed to a much higher risk of teen pregnancy, and these are textbooks issued by the federal government. You can’t just rip out the pages of the textbook you don’t agree with, even if it’s frowned upon in your state.

After Politics, I printed out a couple of pictures of myself in the CJLC computer lab, to include in my letter to Nana. Me eating okonomiyaki, me at the Japanese barbeque, and me in Universal Studios.

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After that, I bought more octopus and chopped green onions for possible takoyaki with Rachel, and got my own ladle and whisk for future takoyaki use. I’ve been using a fork to beat the eggs with until now, but if I’m going to make any kind of flour-egg mix regularly I might as well use a whisk. It was much easier to beat the takoyaki mix, this time.

I also got some adhesive stick-on hooks to hang my clothes up in my room with, because it’s now too cold and too windy to risk hanging my clothes outside. I keep waiting too long to do my laundry – I’m not sure when the last time I did it was, maybe two or three weeks ago (a habit I picked up from university last year due to having to pay to use the washing machines/dryers every time), but it also had a lot of heavy clothes in there like jeans and jumpers as Mum always told me to wash that kind of clothing in moderation.

The wash didn’t turn out too well, and they never do… I suspect the detergent I have may indeed turn out to be mere fabric conditioner, after all, or maybe too many clothes means the washing liquid didn’t diffuse itself quite so democratically. Or maybe too much, so instead of the top 1% being clean and the rest filthy, everything was just kind of mediocre.

Wow, did I really just use my laundry as an analogy for capitalist and communist states?

Neither sounds like a good reality. I’d rather ALL my washing turned out spick and span. But I guess the reality is in order for that, you either need more funds (washing up liquid) or less people (clothes) in order for general quality of life (the result of my laundry) to be better.

After that, I got to work tidying my room, because it was a frightful mess. This unfortunately ate up time I could have spent finding a small table/ extension cord, but Rachel didn’t seem to mind in the end.

She only had to write a page for her home university assignment, so she ended up spending a lot of time helping me cook, instead. We tried to make the azuki bean burgers together.

Spoiler alert, it wasn’t a COMPLETE disaster, but it was a disappointment.

The azuki beans were a substitute for black beans/ kidney beans, as neither are very commonly sold in Japan. The ones I bought were in cans without removal tags, so we required a can opener (which I didn’t have, and had to borrow), and the azuki beans had sugar in them, so they tasted way too sweet. We decided to rinse them a few times before adding them to anything else, in an attempt to wash away some of the sugar.

I tried opening the cans without a can opener at first, but it was kind of impossible and I didn’t want to slice my fingers off (which I ended up doing later anyway), so I searched until I found something that looked like a beer bottle opener, but turned out to be in fact, yes, a can opener. A really-hard-to-use can opener, but a can opener all the same. No wonder I couldn’t find them in the ¥100 store – I hadn’t known what they looked like. I’ll know for next time.

So after rinsing the two cans of beans, we mashed them in the bowl, and we then added two red onions, finely chopped, as well as some parsley, chilli powder, black pepper, garlic, and a pinch of salt. I don’t usually add extra salt to food, but we wanted to neutralize the sweetness of the azuki beans here. After that, we gradually added about 2 cups of flour. Rachel was the one who got her hands dirty; I was the one sieving the flour over the bowl. We had to keep adding more and more flour; the recipe dictated 1.5 cups would have been enough but it was still way too sticky even then . Now I think about it, it was probably because the azuki bean cans were sold in 460g quantities rather than 400g ah, NOW I understand why it took forever to get the flour quantity right.

That amount of mix could be split into four big burgers, or five medium sized, or six smallish ones, depending on how you wanted to split it. I now think if we’d made smaller ones, they’d have turned out better.

We used Rachel’s low-fat cooking spray at first, but it didn’t work very well as the first two burgers burned quite easily on both sides, yet remained raw and gooey on the inside, which wasn’t very nice. We then used my zero-cholesterol light oil, which worked a little better, and we turned the heat down. Those burgers turned out marginally better, though still a little undone in the middle. At least we wouldn’t get food poisoning from them being under-cooked, as they didn’t contain any meat, egg or fish. But it still wasn’t pleasant. The lettuce, mayo and tomato helped a little, and the bread rolls were good, too (hilariously tiny compared to the size of the burgers… I ended up using skewers to hold them in place, Nandos-style). But the burgers being under-cooked in the middle completely ruined it for me.

Rachel, like me, has a bit of an addiction to ketchup. But I’ve actually discovered since coming to Japan, I’ve not had any ketchup whatsoever. I practically can’t eat without it back in the UK, kind of like cheese, but I’ve avoided both whilst coming here. I’ve even passed them in the supermarket a few times, and so far I’ve chosen not to have it. My sister would be proud of me. For some reason, my ketchup addiction really pissed her off.

Saddened by the disappointing outcome of the vegan burgers, we decided to make takoyaki, as I had all the ingredients, and Rachel actually hadn’t attended a takoyaki party yet. I got to be the master explaining all, though I disgraced myself a little by burning a few of the first batch. I didn’t taste the burned stuff, and it was only a little. The second batch turned out better, because Rachel finished with her assignment for the day (having complete about three quarters of it) and helped my turn all the takoyaki over. It’s really hard to do by yourself, as it takes a lot of time and means some of the takoyaki do get burned.

I burned my fingers again, to add to the cut I got on my thumb from chopping tomatoes, earlier. I’m an okay cook who doesn’t tend to burn their food (other than today, obviously) but I do end up burning myself quite a lot. It’s a price I’m willing to pay.

This is actually the first time I’ve majorly failed at cooking something here. Well, it was my first time attempting burgers of any kind, and I have learned from the experience. Unfortunately I still taste the gooey mess on my tongue whenever I picture it, so I’m not too keen to make bean burgers again any time soon. I think I’d be more willing to try with black beans or kidney beans rather than sweet azuki beans, anyway. But actually, the parts of the burger that were done actually tasted pretty nice. It was just the undone bits that ruined it for me.

Still, we had a really good time. Rachel brought some snacks over to share, and I made us some breakfast tea. It would definitely have been too much to go so far as making pancakes, too. But next time, I’ll be going to her place, and we may get to making that vegan cheesecake. We’re about evenly matched at cooking, though maybe that’s unfair for me to say, as it was mainly me directing it today and we failed, so maybe I am indeed the worse cook of the two. But I did succeed in making a nice, smooth takoyaki mix, and correctly predicted how far a certain amount of takoyaki mix would go. It made exactly two batches, again.

I think the general rule is 1 egg + 1 cup takoyaki flour + 1 cup water = 1 batch takoyaki mix.

I’ve gone overtime again, but this took a reeeeeally long time to write. I’d better go to bed now, as I have a busy day tomorrow! Not thought too hard about what to do on Sunday, but I’ll take a leaf out of Rachel’s book and just throw myself into a bouken. See you tomorrow!

Day 59: Takoyaki party for one :P 木曜日・2014年11月13日

It finally happened. I used the ¥300 takoyaki pan. It worked a treat. ♥

But before I get ahead of myself, here’s how my day went.

I had another school visit meeting in S-Campus for next week, which will be at a middle school. On the way to S-Campus I caught a glimpse of a bowling alley near one of the monorail stations, so I wonder if I should go there with Rika and friends. It’s Rika’s 21st birthday today, by the way. This is the first week in three weeks that we haven’t gone to karaoke together on a Thursday afternoon, but I had my meeting and I THINK she may have gone to USJ with a friend. Lucky. She’s been to USJ two or three more times since we went together, which I think is within the space of a month. Wow. Maybe I should try going on a Thursday when I’m free, as it’s the one day in the week I have the entire day off.

I learnt at the school visit meeting that again, like I did at the elementary school, I’ll be speaking in Japanese. But now that I have experience from last time I’ll try harder to make my presentation a) more enjoyable, b) more coherent. I have to do another 15-minute presentation introducing myself and my home country, but the technology there sounds dodgy so I’ll see if I can prepare handouts for them to keep, as well as using the blackboard to write stuff down. I’m thinking of teaching them some British English. They’ll have already learnt a bit, being in middle school, so it should be fine.

I just missed the free shuttle bus back to M-Campus by five minutes because the meeting took longer than expected, and I couldn’t be bothered waiting for an hour in the cold, so I took the monorail back, which was quicker, but the ten minute journey cost as much as ¥290, good grief.

I went looking for dashi to put with flour to make the takoyaki mix but I couldn’t find the right dashi so I just bought takoyaki flour instead. For my first time making it alone, it was probably better this way.

I got home about 7pm and started making takoyaki as I talked to Zed. I burned myself a couple of times because the skewers I bought from the ¥100 store to turn the takoyaki with were too short and whenever I slipped my finger would end up on the burning hot pan. But apart from that, I think it went really well, the first time making it by myself.

So to make one batch of takoyaki:

1 cup takoyaki flour (or all-purpose flour mixed with granulated dashi, salt, soy sauce)
1 egg
300cc water
40g octopus
40g whatever else you like

Roughly, anyway. I made two batches, because two eggs sounds reasonable for one person, also I had about 100g of octopus I needed to use. I also bought finely chopped green onions and tenkatsu which is the stuff you use in tempura. They look a little like rice crispies… maybe they are…!

After they were done and I piled them all on a plate, I topped them off with okonomiyaki sauce and the healthy mayonnaise. It was soooooo good. And my room smelled like delicious takoyaki for a long time afterwards.

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It went pretty well, but I should probably invest in a small table of some kind, like the one Kaori has in her room. Layla even went all out and got herself a kotatsu for the winter. My feet are super cold as I write this, so that makes me jelly.

But yeah, anyway, I didn’t make a mess or anything, but turning the takoyaki meant bending down an awfully long way and also keeping my neck craned downwards, which was uncomfortable.

Also, Rachel is coming round tomorrow to write her university essay, along with snacks and me making burgers/ takoyaki if we feel greedy enough, hehe, so maybe I should make a quick run to Second Street tomorrow and buy a small, cheap table. I’d get a lot of use out of it as I always eat my meals in my room (no space in the kitchen).

Other than that today, I was irritated when I saw a YouTuber I still watch (can’t think why, their videos are clearly aimed at 15-year-olds and clearly as a 20-year-old this channel is not for me) starred in another campaign video. I’ve seen her voice other “informative” videos before, and I can’t help but wonder if she actually believes the stuff they’re telling her to say. Well, I doubt she’d do it if she didn’t believe in it, unless money really does mean that much to her.

I wish crabstickz had stuck by what he said. Well, it’s not like he said one thing and did the other, but he disappeared again after making several funny videos all in a row.  I don’t care particularly on the format; I just identify with everything he says about YouTube, generally. Previously he had made that point that there are no videos for 20-something-year-olds, despite all the major YouTubers being in their twenties, as they’re making videos for teenagers and kind of talking down to their audience.

I won’t go into it right now as I’ve run out of time and it’s two minutes past midnight, so this is a bit of a shitty end to the blog post.

Bye. Sorry for being late. Again.