Last night, we bid farewell to one of our friends, who embarked on a winter holiday just as the sun was rising this morning. How does one say goodbye, while at the same time holding out the promise of more wonderful times to be spent when the friends who are now departed someday return? Answer, with food of course.
In the case of this particular group, each gathering is characterized by different gastronomical fare, and each encounter is an adventure that must be lived! Evidence last night's venture into the world of at-home Benihanna. The heated cooking stones were set upon the table and each guest was then invited to start grilling in a fashion not unlike a fondue, except that the cooking surface was not a pot filled with hot oil, or broth. Instead it was a heated stone that made the meats sizzle (or at least that's what was supposed to happen). Even though the stones themselves had indeed been heated, there wasn't much sizzle at first because the flame from the liquid fuel packs below seemed to need some time to warm up. Not to worry. When there are good friends around, time seems to stand still, and eventually the stones caught up with us.
Satiated of our hunger, and having consumed enough of the nectar that makes us all appreciate life, the party came to an end, and life continued. Isn't that the way. This get together was reminiscent of some wonderful character-developing Hollywood productions like Eat, Drink, Man, Woman and even Babette's Feast. I wonder what the next adventure will bring.
In the case of this particular group, each gathering is characterized by different gastronomical fare, and each encounter is an adventure that must be lived! Evidence last night's venture into the world of at-home Benihanna. The heated cooking stones were set upon the table and each guest was then invited to start grilling in a fashion not unlike a fondue, except that the cooking surface was not a pot filled with hot oil, or broth. Instead it was a heated stone that made the meats sizzle (or at least that's what was supposed to happen). Even though the stones themselves had indeed been heated, there wasn't much sizzle at first because the flame from the liquid fuel packs below seemed to need some time to warm up. Not to worry. When there are good friends around, time seems to stand still, and eventually the stones caught up with us.
Satiated of our hunger, and having consumed enough of the nectar that makes us all appreciate life, the party came to an end, and life continued. Isn't that the way. This get together was reminiscent of some wonderful character-developing Hollywood productions like Eat, Drink, Man, Woman and even Babette's Feast. I wonder what the next adventure will bring.
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