James's Georgian Adventures?
As you’re probably well aware, I’m no longer in Japan. Nor have I been for over 2 months. Some people have asked me to keep it going, writing stuff about Georgia, but not much Georgia-themed exciteness has happened to me. Being from the South myself, all the little eccentricities particular to this area seem normal to me. But Emiry and I are pseudo-sponsoring an exchange student from Taiwan now, maybe I can convince her to do something like this.
But it would be in Taiwanese, so that’s kinda dumb. What a dumb idea. You should really be ashamed.
Even in this location, I seem to have had a few Japanese-y experiences. I haven’t had much luck finding Japanese food ingredients, but we were able to make Tempura a few weeks ago.
Tempura is deep-fried anything. Seafood, vegetables, leaves, even buds from trees can be battered and deep fried. Only the Japanese would be able to deep fry a LEAF. I think we had shrimp, sweet potato, carrot, asparagus, melon, onion, and other things I can’t remember. But we made way too much. And it was good.
Next was this.
There is a Japanese consulate in Atlanta, so it’s only natural that there be a JapanFest every year. There’s quite a considerable Japanese population in the mid-north Georgia area. They had food, Japanese sports demonstrations, and to Emily’s delight, ramune.
Ramune is a Japanese soft drink. It’s like a mix of lemonade and non-alcoholic champagne. Pretty good stuff. And I was able to get a bottle of green tea that wasn’t half lemon juice.
And like I said, lots of Japanese people. Lots and lots. And lots of kids dressed in kimonos. Like these two.
Don’t worry, I asked their mother if I could take their picture, the faces are just edited in case the mother has been in the US long enough to know how to sue someone. But as I took the picture, I couldn’t help but be glad that the family was Japanese. Because this….
Me: Excuse me, can I take a picture of your children? They look so festive in their traditional kimonos.
Mother: Sure. Kids, smile and make a peace sign for the nice stranger.
could have easily become this…
Me: Excuse me, can I take a picture of your children…
Mother: PERVERT! THERE’S A PERVERT TRYING TO TAKE PICTURES OF MY CHILDREN!
Georgia Sheriff: Son, I realize this is just a big misunderstanding, and she’s overreacting, but this is an election year, and I need to keep this job. So I’m gonna have to run you in.
Me: But I….
Georgia Sheriff: Save yer ten-dollar words, college boy.
We also saw some Bonsai trees, and some thousand dollar carp.
And I made this paper lantern in the kids arts and crafts tent.
Whoever guesses what that symbol means gets absolutely nothing. Education is its own reward.
And last but not least…
I already discussed Hello Kitty back when I wrote about the JR Loop Line Party. But since being in Japan, Emily has become obsessed. She’s like a little Japanese schoolgirl. Or even a 35 year old Japanese woman. They’re both equally obsessed. Anyway, she ended up making this for Halloween last night.
That’s about it for now.
But it would be in Taiwanese, so that’s kinda dumb. What a dumb idea. You should really be ashamed.
Even in this location, I seem to have had a few Japanese-y experiences. I haven’t had much luck finding Japanese food ingredients, but we were able to make Tempura a few weeks ago.
Tempura is deep-fried anything. Seafood, vegetables, leaves, even buds from trees can be battered and deep fried. Only the Japanese would be able to deep fry a LEAF. I think we had shrimp, sweet potato, carrot, asparagus, melon, onion, and other things I can’t remember. But we made way too much. And it was good.
Next was this.
There is a Japanese consulate in Atlanta, so it’s only natural that there be a JapanFest every year. There’s quite a considerable Japanese population in the mid-north Georgia area. They had food, Japanese sports demonstrations, and to Emily’s delight, ramune.
Ramune is a Japanese soft drink. It’s like a mix of lemonade and non-alcoholic champagne. Pretty good stuff. And I was able to get a bottle of green tea that wasn’t half lemon juice.
And like I said, lots of Japanese people. Lots and lots. And lots of kids dressed in kimonos. Like these two.
Don’t worry, I asked their mother if I could take their picture, the faces are just edited in case the mother has been in the US long enough to know how to sue someone. But as I took the picture, I couldn’t help but be glad that the family was Japanese. Because this….
Me: Excuse me, can I take a picture of your children? They look so festive in their traditional kimonos.
Mother: Sure. Kids, smile and make a peace sign for the nice stranger.
could have easily become this…
Me: Excuse me, can I take a picture of your children…
Mother: PERVERT! THERE’S A PERVERT TRYING TO TAKE PICTURES OF MY CHILDREN!
Georgia Sheriff: Son, I realize this is just a big misunderstanding, and she’s overreacting, but this is an election year, and I need to keep this job. So I’m gonna have to run you in.
Me: But I….
Georgia Sheriff: Save yer ten-dollar words, college boy.
We also saw some Bonsai trees, and some thousand dollar carp.
And I made this paper lantern in the kids arts and crafts tent.
Whoever guesses what that symbol means gets absolutely nothing. Education is its own reward.
And last but not least…
I already discussed Hello Kitty back when I wrote about the JR Loop Line Party. But since being in Japan, Emily has become obsessed. She’s like a little Japanese schoolgirl. Or even a 35 year old Japanese woman. They’re both equally obsessed. Anyway, she ended up making this for Halloween last night.
That’s about it for now.