the missing buttons

After several dry cleanings and still the buttons on my coat are missing, the cleaning shop finally called us to ask if we still have the buttons so that they can put them back. They didn’t even ask for a fee. They just want everything to be in its right place. Amazing.  

 
 

life with a toddler: Church and Hara donuts

Over breakfast this Sunday morning:

Me: oh ざんねん,too bad Yui, we didn’t wake up in time for Church. 🙁

Yui: Ne….さみしい (it literally means “lonesome, lonely” or “missing somebody” but I guess she meant “sad”)

Me: why are you sad baby? (I was thinking she missed her favourite parts of the Mass)

Yui: no donuts….

Me: ~forcing a grin on my face~

And so it seems se has her Hara Donuts tradition jut like I had my Puto Maya tradition when I was a kid; we usually buy Puto maya after Church which makes me really look forward to when the mass is finished hehe. I wish Yui also gets to taste Puto maya. 

Valentines 2014

I believe I’ve mentioned in my previous posts that while for the rest of the world, men are racking their brains for new ways to surprise their women with Valentines Day gifts, it’s a whole lot different here in Japan (and I think Korea too). It’s Chocolate Day here; and it’s the women who give to the men they love or to men who are close to their hearts. There were Feb 14s in which Hubs kept to the rest of the world’s tradition and gave me flowers. For this year though, I kept to the Japanese tradition. But since we are in dire need of cups, I bought Hubs the Starbucks’ Valentines special mug instead of giving him chocolates.

 

Love shared over steaming mugs of ginger drink – because the two of us have cough and colds.

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The three of us were supposed to have our special Valentines snack at the cozy cafe near our place but the three of us overslept (Mom and Dad accompanied baby to sleep) . We woke up just in time though for our reservation at the condo’s karaoke bar. FUN! We decided to have the special dinner at the cafe but by the time we finished our karaoke and groceries, the cafe was already about to close. And because it was already late for me to cook, our dinner was yakiimo (baked sweet potato) – simple but nutritious and delicious.

It was a simple kind of V-day, devoid of pomp and expensive flowers. We didn’t even have photos! The photo above was the last one I took since yet again I don’t have enough iPhone space. Nevertheless, it was a happy one, one that’s filled with contentment. And yes, we wouldn’t want to spend it any other way. 🙂

humba

Been craving for Filipino food lately – actually, more like, I miss Papa’s cooking – so I cooked humba (slightly sweet adobo) using Japanese condiments – dashi, mirin, Japanese soy sauce, sesame salt, sesame oil plus wei pai, a Chinese flavouring that’s great for soup. The result, deliciously Filipino Humba, as if it was Papa who cooked.

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