Here now and now here or nowhere

The title of this blog comes from a play on words that "now here" is also the same letters as "nowhere" just with a space added in the middle. I am always trying to get better at being in the here and now, and I've always been a bit of a joker so that is why I chose this name.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

making tofu

on my last day in Niigata I asked the host mother there if I could help out with her tofu making group. she and some of the other ladies in town make tofu at the local onsen. she asked the other ladies if it was alright, and after some initial hesitation I got the green light.

you start with your clean soybeans

you then run the beans though this machine which creates a pulp of it all

you then put that pulp into a vat of boiling hot water.

stir it around a bit to reduce the head

you may be able to see how the head has smoothed out. this is from the stirring.

after it's ready, you pump it into a cheese cloth like bag over a machine. the bag catches the more firm parts and the other liquid parts are run through the machine into a bucket for use later

the bucket collecting the soymilk

what's left after the machine presses out the milk

then you hand squeeze the bag to get as much out as possible

you then take the hot soy milk and let it sit for about 25min. when it's done you scoop up the top part for a soft tofu

yours truly with some fresh scooped soft tofu


these are molds with a cheese cloth liner for the next portion of work involved

the rest of the tofu is poured into molds

next we measured the height of the tofu to make sure the distribution is even all around.

when ready the cloth is put on top to keep the curds in and to get the liquid out

you then weight down the lids to really press the liquids out and to help create that tofu firmness

a container of the soft tofu.


sadly, I had to leave before the firm tofu could be packaged. but I got a general idea of what happens next. Also, the leftover dough like part of the soybeans are used for various cooking techniques as well as organic fertilizer.


Monday, July 12, 2010

Last Days of Ramen :(

In my last days in Japan I did my best to eat as much ramen as possible before not being able to eat it for a long time. I think I did a good job. One of the highlights was eating at Ivan Ramen, in Setagaya, and getting to talk to Ivan about ramen and his relation/history with it. Ivan is an ex NYC chef who moved to Tokyo to open up at ramen shop. His shop is very popular with ramen junkies and after going there I could see why.

my couchsurfing host Miki and her sister took me to their favorite ramen shop. A tasty shio ramen.

At Ivan ramen, a spicy based pork ramen. different than other ramens but very Oishi!! (japanese for delicious)

Miki slupring down her shoyu (soy sauce) ramen

Ivan and I. Lovers of ramen, UNITE!

while waiting to meet up with the people to go climb Fuji, I stopped in Yokohama for ramen. I picked the spot that had a huge line outsite. Well worth it. This was their ichiban (most popular) ramen. A shio base with nori (seaweed) as a topping ramen. They also had very nice gyoza here.

At sunrise on the top of Mt Fuji they open up the top station and besides providing some warmth they also sell a few select foods. Curry and ramen are in that mix and I went with ramen. Definitely not the best ramen I've ever had, but at that time and place it couldn't have been more welcomed.

Coming home from climbing fuji we stopped at a rest area where I had my last ramen in Japan. A black miso with corn and egg ramen. A little salty, but what a way to leave on.


Niigata Farm Days

After staying with Kazuko, I went to work on a farm in Tsunan, Niigata, Japan. I stayed with a nice family and mainly plowed fields during the day.

Miyazaki-san and two small rabbits we caught in the field one day.

Same job, different country. Taking care of asian babies is something I seem to be good at.

The 2 year old son was always crying. I think he spends about 1/4 of his life crying, and I'm not exaggerating at all.

Saying goodbye to the family


Go Go Curry

My first real introduction to good Japanese curry was in NYC at GO GO Curry. Go means 5 in Japanese and 55 is the number Hideki Matsui wore while with the Yankees. While returning to Tokyo I found out that not only was there a GGC location right neat my hostel but that the shop was very popular in Tokyo with around different locations.

I asked the hostess girl which one to get and she recommended the big combo. It was DELICIOUS!!

The BIG combo. Pork, chicken, sausages, egg and shrimp over rice and yummy curry. I'm not sure the pictures really represents how big it was.

still, no matter the giant size I still ate the whole thing. good job, stomach

Go Go Curry!


Staying with Kazuko-san

I kept meaning to write about my stay with Kazuko, but things would come up or I didn't have the time to really dive into my writing about the experience. And now, almost two weeks after leaving her place I fear I won't be able to share, with all you fabulous readers, the thoughts and great things I did with her, as time and new adventures make other past thoughts hideaway. But here goes.


I stayed with a lady named Kazuko for a week on her WWOOF farm. Kazuko is no ordinary lady though, she is a very loving, caring and intelligent woman and you just pick up on this from first introductions with her. She also has cerebral palsy.


Kazuko-san may be slightly physically impaired, but her vast array of knowledge on nearly every subject I was interested in (and oh so much more) was beyond amazing. I got to experience a wide array of farming (such as picking veggies, weeding, harvesting bamboo, plowing fields, spreading compost.. and more) as well as spending some time in the kitchen (making various forms of miso soups, nukatsuke, making udon from scratch, different bamboo creations, sushi, sauces, tamago, and more!!!


There was always someone around Kazuko-san, whether one of her hospice workers or one of the numerous students who came by to volunteer there time to help her. Sometimes up to 5 students would be there. Other times it was just me and Wanda (the other wwoofer staying here. I should mention that on my first night Peggy, another wwoofer was also with us) to cook, entertain and care for Kazuko-san.


I'm putting below some pictures of my stay but one thing I didn't get a picture of was the bamboo forest behind her house. If you walked down this little almost hidden dirt path behind Kazuko-san's house, a drop in elevation of maybe 10ft, you'd all of a sudden be in thi mini bamboo forest. You were far enough away from the house that you couldn't see it. You just saw bamboo around you. On one side there is a brook flowing past and on another a small little waterfall that also led into the brook. From here we'd pull out some of the baby bamboo and this is what we'd use to cook with. To me, it was a zen like paradise spot.

Though I was only with her for a week, I was greatly saddened to leave when I did as I really loved staying here and learning (as well as just being in the company of) Kazuko-san.

On a day trip into Matsumoto I found a temple where pigeons would eat stray from your hand

This fellow gave me some bread to feed the birds

We were given a day off to see the Famous Matsumoto Castle

I like this shot of the Matsumoto Castle. looks photoshopped but it is natural

On the bus back to Kazuko-san's house. I'm a bit big for Japan :)

Dinner time. notice there are 7 plates. This was a night with 4 students around. Also soba and delicious udon soup

we made gyoza from scratch

about to plow the fields and Kazuko is overseeing. This is a soba field.

I finished the field, though you may notice i am in different clothes. The plow overheated so I had to wait a day to finish. Loved doing this job

These two kids' mom is a friend of Kazuko-san. they helped a bit in the field as well. The truck behind them I got to drive. left handed stick is surprisingly easy to get used to. Reversing however, is not.

One of the helpers left his hats at her place so I put it on Kazuko-san. We called it Hip-hop Kazuko!

about to go into the fields.

On my last night we made this delicious sweet rice dish with egg and radish greens. notice under the left of the rice on the brown plate is nukatsuke I helped make. Also the sake in the back is wasabi sake from the Daio farms trip.

The japanese way of showing that rain will be a possibility tomorrow.

some pictures of Kazuko-san and me. sake, shochu, and makoli "may" have been involved here.

some pictures of Kazuko-san and me. sake, shochu, and makoli "may" have been involved here.

some pictures of Kazuko-san and me. sake, shochu, and makoli "may" have been involved here.

This is Toto the cat. He had broken his left front paw before I arrived there. He also LOVED sleeping on my clothes and in my bed. I liked him, my allergies did not. :)

Toto again, on my bed