Mrs M’s Fabulous “Karaage” – Japanese Fried Chicken
A “Healthy Boby and Liver” – according to the invitation, that was all we needed to bring…
But try as I did, I couldn’t find a bloody boby anywhere – let alone a healthy one.
So off we went anyway H and I, to his former Japanese manager - Mr.M‘s rooftop abode for a looooong boozey sunny Sunday lunch.
And weren’t we glad we did!
HOOOOOOOOO HA!
Yum in the sun!
Parma ham, prosciutto and smoked salmon garnished with limes from Okinawa
Deep fried tofu squares topped with daikon and ginger
Crumbed prawns with a herbed mayonnaise
A melt-in-your-mouth scallop carpaccio
Cutie pie Mrs. M pulled out all the stops and Mr. M a super duper wine aficionado taught me something new about my aversion to red wine. Apparently, everything I’d tasted before was – C for Cat, R for Rabbit, A for Apple and P for Poopies. What I needed was a hit of the good stuff and The Good Stuff he had.
Over 400 bottles in fact. Lovingly stored in their own temperature controlled “bedroom” while his two sons shared the one room next door. Ha! You gotta admire the man’s priorities.
Mrs. M’s Ceasar Salad
Green olives, dried figs and dried pineapple were part of a delicious cheese platter
Cheese from a special dairy in Hokkaidō where many of the workers are handicapped
Assorted chocolate truffles handmade by Too Yum! – coconut, roasted peanut and almond praline
Between Mr. M‘s superb selections, Mrs. M‘s excellent chicken frying skills and a jaw-dropping view of the fireworks from a nearby festival it was a fine example of how ALL good Sundays should be spent.
Thank you Mr. & Mrs. M… Domo Arigato Gozaimashita!
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