Yesterday intended to be a lot more productive than it was. I was going to clean things, but our sink fell apart when I jiggled it to see why it was leaking, so I did a Home Depot trip and Western grocery run instead. Got most of the necessary Western groceries (e.g. cereal, basil, sundried tomatoes, cheeses), plus some kind of plastic washer thing to put the sink back together. Put the sink back together. Did a much briefer Eastern grocery run, where I was told that they didn't have lotus root this week - the manager had sent them back to the supplier because they looked bad. He sold me a thing labeled "malanga" for the taro I needed, saying it was just the Latino name for the same thing. Clearly some kind of monstrous cousin of taro, but I went with it. At some point, boiled down the liquid from the kuromame and put it back on the beans.
Today ended up being much more about food prep. I put in a load of extremely gross laundry, did some more of the arbitrary-seeming "heat and let cool" stuff with the kuromame, did a last-minute, last-few things grocery run in which we got pre-cooked lotus root from our next closest Eastern grocery store, sparkling grape juice from our closest Western grocery store, and a panettone from a small bakery in that neighborhood. Made daikon pickles, pico de gallo, and devilled eggs. Did not clean anything.
I am concerned that this leaves too much work for tomorrow, but maybe it will be okay. Besides massive amounts of cleaning that I am not sure will actually happen, there are all the various sushi things to make, plus kombu dashi if that is a make-in-advance thing, the other kombu thing, tamago if we're doing that, anything we are doing with the chestnuts, macaroni and potato salad if those are happening, the scary fish thing, and the nimono which involves all the terrifying root vegetables. And picking up things from the Post Office so we are not stuck with plum tea for three days. And soup, because I am invested in the soup.
My minister posted a picture of a kagamimochi to his Facebook wall, which makes me extremely happy, because he's as much of an enthusiastic outsider as I am. And we have a roundsing at 5, which we should be leaving for in ... fifteen minutes?
At least my uvula has stopped tingling. That was weird.
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