Sunday, November 22, 2015

[celebrates] Glamping Themed Bridal Shower

I had been drooling over glamping parties for some time, and when my sister asked me what I would want for my own bridal shower... I answered in a heartbeat.  Glamping combines two polar opposite ideas; glamour and camping!  It's cheeky, feminine, and just a little bit "woodsy".  Pulling together decoration ideas was an absolute blast, and the Sharon Heights Golf and Country Club helped us set up the perfect space for the event.

The overall theme colors were gold, hot pink, and black.  Table rounds alternated linen colors to keep things interesting, and tea candles were set upon tree slices (from etsy) as our little nod to nature.  Golden glass teepees (from urbanoutfitters) were filled with green moss, bronze colored leaves, and decorative balls.  We brought several accents from home including a treasured vintage gas lantern that had once belonged to the grandfather of one of my bridesmaids.  Framed engagement photos were displayed throughout the room for guests to enjoy.

As each person entered the venue, they were given a choice of pink Prosecco glass with berries or pink lemonade.  We wanted to make sure to set a tone of whimsy right from the beginning!  After some passed hors d'oeuvres and conversation, we seated to a feel-good tomato soup and grilled cheese lunch.  Each guest was given a brown kraft tag where they were instructed to write advice to the bride on one side, and the groom on the other.  I read my favorite seven cards out loud and announced two winners who could pick out their prizes from the silly assortment.

My sister (and maid of honor) did a fantastic job with the gifts!  She chose each one to reflect something I liked and they were wonderful conversation starters for all of the guests.  We had quite a few guests excited for the gold iphone charger... :)  Lunch was then wrapped up with a delicious personal s'more set.  Those marshmallows melted in our mouths.

A little dessert should always be followed by a lot of fun, so we began our next activity which was a twist on a classic shower game-- Toilet Paper Bride.  Only this time, each group was given a special kit which included a roll of tulle, sequin bands, floral clips, and other random items.  We even put in blue balloons we had leftover from a party because we wanted to see how creative our guests were going to get.  By a delightfully serendipitous coincidence, the country club even had a runway set up in another room that they were gracious enough to let us borrow.  Music was cranked up and we had a full-fledged bridal runway.  It was a blast!

After the fashion hoopla, things wound down with gift opening.  An adorable wooden bowl from home was used to hold envelopes with a "petite gifts" sign.  We had a few laughs opening some of the presents and guests were kept entertained with small bridal themed activity game cards.  My bridesmaids and MOH fluttered around the room awarding prizes and snapping candid photos.  It was a wonderful afternoon spent with ladies that I adore.  The sense of love and support was incredible; I couldn't have dreamt of a more perfect send-off.

Sunday, October 18, 2015

[travels] Portland, Oregon Weekend Trip

As a bay area resident, a weekend trip to Portland makes for the perfect weekend getaway.  There's something to do for everyone; incredible food culture, jaw-dropping nature, and just the right touch of quirkiness.  In our little band of three girlfriends, we traipsed, drove, and tasted our way through this diverse city.  

Flying in on a Friday afternoon/evening is the way to go. We quickly got settled into our adorable Airbnb cottage in the Alberta Arts District, which is mostly known for a stretch of delicious restaurants and shops on Alberta Street.  It has an artistic, hipster vibe about it, with plenty of food truck clusters and dog-friendly establishments.  Dinner was tacos and the "Downward Spiral" blueberry infused vodka sage drink at Cruzroom and dessert/dinner #2 was a mountain of crumbled sausage gravy atop two buttery dreams at Pine State Biscuits.  Pine State Biscuits boasts an incredible menu for any biscuit/gravy lover's dream.  If I had spent just another day or two longer in Portland, I would have gone back.

The next morning, we set out for downtown-- antennae's pointed directly at Blue Star Donuts. This establishment is highly regarded for their use of quality ingredients and wide array of flavors.  Oh me, oh my, there was not a single donut I wanted to eat.  Although I eventually settled on the Blueberry Bourbon Basil, my eyes were locked and loaded on the Maple Bacon, Lemon Poppyseed, Raspberry, and the list (+vegan options) goes on and on.  

Just by sheer chance, we happened upon the inaugural Tilikum Crossing opening celebration too.  It is fresh and modern bridge with clean, strong lines.  A marching band clad in silver American Apparel-esque spandex and questionable outfits blared tunes up and down the length of the bridge for everyone's enjoyment.  As they say, "Let's Keep Portland Weird"!  Following this, we drove back over to the SouthEast area for sustenance at Ground Breaker Brewing, an entirely gluten-free brewery and gastropub.  Their menu regularly rotates like a revolving door of mouthwatering gifts; so it is a place you would certainly want to frequent.  I recall contentedly munching away on a Cubano sandwich and a pale ale... I could really go for one right now.

Late lunch put a little zing back in my step and we piled back into the car to drive to Southwest to see the International Rose Test Garden.  I was astounded to see the sheer magnitude of this impressive and well-manicured rose collection.  Make sure your sinuses are clear for this visit, because you will definitely want to stop and smell every flower.  There is an informational sign in the center of the garden that displays the winners of each category and which bed they are located in.  Do check this place out-- it's incredible! 

We took a late afternoon siesta and recharged for dinner at Saucebox and then over to the Multnomah Whiskey Library; the main attraction of the evening.  We were lucky enough to squeeze as the last several patrons of the evening.  Even if you do not have time to wait for access into the upstairs library, there is a downstairs bar that serves an impressive collection as well.  But if you have time, do wait because going upstairs is a true experience.  Luxuriously soft leather sofas and arm chairs are set out in small clusters.  Dark polished wood details, serious portraits circumvent the walls above, and each bartender is dressed to the nines.  Drink orders are taken with contemplation and then carefully made in front of you on a whiskey trolley.  

The next morning we ate our final meal in the Alberta Arts District at Fuel Bistro and Coffee Bar, which suited us well because we did not have the time to wait for the monstrous lines of any other 4-star Yelp eatery.  Still delicious without the 1.5 hour queue; what a win!  The air was abuzz with excitement as we anticipated our visit to the Multnomah Falls which is a 20-30 minute drive outside of Portland along the Columbia River.  This breathtaking beauty exceeded my expectations and more.  I particularly obsessed over the weathered "Hobbits" looking bridge anchored firmly at the base of the falls.  A 2-3 mile (roundtrip) paved trail will take you to the very top of the falls, where you can stand on a landing to ogle at the scenery below.  Our last destination was The Grotto, a lovely natural Catholic sanctuary.  It is welcoming and open to the general public, complete with a visitor center and lush uppergrounds garden.  The overall tone evokes a quiet contemplation and a sense of peace.

Our weekend trip came to a grand finale over steaming piles of pasta at La Buca in Northeast.  I am a firm believer in rounding out any great adventure with a happy heart and full stomach.  It was a perfect trip to Portland with a pinch of nature, heapings of delicious eats, unique sites, and genuine people.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

[musings] Bachelorette Party Gifts

I remember my favorite part about throwing birthday parties was putting together the favor bags.  This is one sentiment I haven't shaken, and don't plan on growing out of any time soon.  I wanted to put together a few favors for my bachelorette party.  With some help from a friend, these gifts turned out marvelously!

Awhile back I spotted this quirky tumbler from and I couldn't get the phrase "Kittens Get Thirsty Too" phrase out of my mind!  My crafty friend told me about these amazing acrylic cups in Target's dollar section, so I scooped these puppies up ASAP.  $3, cute, and BPA free?  Yes please.  She cut and applied the vinyl letters to each cup using her own machine, and I am forever indebted to her artsy-awesomeness.  

I wanted to go with a useful "hangover cure" theme, so I rounded up travel-sized advil and mouthwash.  Emergen-C and bandaids also got thrown in for good measure.  I stopped by Michael's craft store and got a 12-pack of small muslin bags and stamped "Oops!" with a smile-worthy image.  The ink dries in a jiffy on the muslin and it it's such an easy way to instantly personalize.  

The last touches included a ring pop (not quite hangover cure related, but who doesn't like ringpops?!) and gold tinsel.  Everything was wrapped up in a clear cellophane bag and tied with grey baker's twine and a blue tag.  I wrote their names using this ultra-cool lettering alphabet found here by Ceci Peralta.    This little gift proved it's usefulness over the weekend and is a silly momento from our fun weekend!  

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

[travels] Hodgdon Meadows and Yosemite Valley July 2015

  Time has sure made my appreciation for nature grow! I had visited Yosemite pretty often as a child, but not so much as an adult.  This mini trip was a wonderful mix of memories and new experiences. Follow along on my recent trip to the trees.  *Disclaimer: Told from the perspective of a full-blown city slicker!

Getting a traditional campground reservation can be really, really tough.  Plan your trip 6-8 months in advance and pinpoint which days work well for your group.  Scope out which camp areas you are most interested in and make your list of "Top 5" camping areas.  This will help to speed up the reservation process in case you have to fall back on plan B, C, D, and so on.  Log onto Yosemite's reservation site to see their timetable of when you will be able to make a reservation.  Be prepared to make some speedy decisions!  These spots fill up so fast, you'd be amazed.  For tricky requests, you can always call in and they'll help you out.   I made my reservation a little over 4 months before our trip, and I snatched up one of the last spots in Hodgdon Meadows since the valley sites were already filled up.

Note:  First timers should definitely try to camp in Yosemite Valley.  Hodgdon Meadows is a 30 minute drive away, but a great campground too.

Packing List
**I ended up practically living in my exercise clothes, so the items in bold were the things I actually used.

- Pair of jeans
- Fleece zip up
- Lightweight insulation jacket
- T-shirts (2)
- Long sleeve shirt (2)
- Khaki shorts
- Mid-ankle exercise pant
- Cotton shorts
- Exercise skort
- Tank top (3)

- Visor
- Towel
- Head lamp
- Small lantern
- Copious amounts of bug spray
- Sunblock

I prepared fully cooked foil packet food which were portioned down into small servings.  We kept packets of chilled BBQ ribs, corn on the cob, macaroni and cheese, and other vegetables in the cooler.  This made the experience so much better, because we would build a fire and throw the packets over the grill whenever anyone got hungry.  This meant we didn't necessarily have to eat at the same time, and you could have a piece of whatever you wanted.  If I crushed it in any department during this trip... it was this.  The foil packets were my pride and joy.

Adventure Spots

Mirror Lake Trail (in the Valley)
This is a super laid back trail, about 2 miles round trip.  Be wary of the all the horse poop along the path... we were dodging piles left and right.  The summer heat makes things a bit stinky, but it certainly makes for an interesting trek.  The trail gives way to a stunning view of Yosemite's granite beauties and follows alongside the Tenaya Creek.  If you want to avoid the dung on the way back, cross the creek and walk along the paved road on the other side.

Hodgdon Meadow
This was the only campsite that could accommodate our plans, so I snatched it up immediately.  I was disappointed since we weren't going to be camping in the valley, but I came to realize the site definitely has it's perks.  Why, you ask?  SPACE.  Hodgdon Meadows campgrounds are considerably larger than sites in the valley.  We had plenty of room to set up our extra tables and large tarp near the tents.  True to it's name, the Hodgdon Meadow is just a short walk away and makes for a wonderful stargazing location.  There are a few hikes in the area, but be aware that you will need to drive/bus into the valley to see the majority of Yosemite's attractions.  This arrangement worked well with our group, but be sure to double check with yours before you book.

Tuolumne Grove of Giant Sequoias
We drove about 8 miles to the trail head from the Hodgdon Meadows campground. The grove is a 2.5 mile round trip hike through jaw-dropping massive sequoia trees.  There is a gradual gradation to it and most of the trail is well paved.  Be sure to check out the tree trunk diagram that depicts examples of how old a tree might be depending on it's size.  I think there are definitely some Roman-era sequoias in this grove.  It was the perfect mid-morning activity that lasted a little over two hours.

Lower Fall Trail (in the Valley)
I'm not sure if this should even be called a trail.  Let's be honest, it's more of a paved one mile walk to the ultra-cool lower falls up close.  During the summer, water levels can be low so you'll see gaggles of people clambering over the rocks to get close to the waterfall.  We had a blast doing exactly that!  Be warned, the pool at the base of the waterfall is frigid.

All in all, we spent 2 days and 2 nights on this trip.  It was the perfect length and I got my quick fix of nature. There was some talk of doing my first backpacking trip in the coming year, too! We'll have to wait and see how it all goes down...

Update:  In my inspirational excitement, I went to REI's garage sale event and snagged myself a pair of slightly used hiking boots for 90% off. Now I'm a pair of shoes closer to backpacking...   Woohoo!!

Sunday, July 12, 2015

[celebrates] Vietnamese Engagement Ceremony - Lễ Đám Hỏi

Celebrating life events is something I just love to do!  I've always felt that if you have the bandwidth to recognize cultural traditions through celebrations, you should absolutely go for it.  As a first generation Vietnamese American, I'm the first to admit that some of my traditions aren't quite "by the book".  Often times my family's customs have become adaptations that mesh both cultures together.  Either way, we always figure out a way to have a bash that nods to our heritage and brings our family and friends together.  Here is a peek into my Vietnamese Engagement Ceremony, known as Lễ Đám Hỏi.  This special moment was captured by our photographer, Susannah Gill.

A few months prior to the event, I took down Ao Dai (Vietnamese dress) measurements for my bridesmaids, fiancé, and myself.  My mom coordinated with a family friend living in Vietnam to select the fabric and find a seamstress to make the outfits.  I created an inspiration document with plenty of pictures, examples, crossed my fingers, and hoped for the best!  Several months later, we got the ao dais’ back and tried them on.  Much to my amazement, the measurements (except for one pant error) seemed to work out really well!  I created a PDF document that I would be happy to email to you if you ever need to submit measurements.

The air was abuzz with excitement as my bridesmaids and I get ready for the ceremony.  Our friends and family pitched in to help with the set up of furniture, cook, and even create lovely flower arrangements.  My brother’s cat Squid sat comfortably in the room with all of the girls and he made himself a little nest on top of one of the ao dais. 

Red and gold are considered lucky colors, and our engagement ceremony was rightfully decorated in that theme.  Our altar held incense, flowers, and symbolic offerings of food.  My fiancé and I also happen to be born as dragons in the same zodiac year.  In Vietnamese culture, dragons are particularly coveted because children born as so are supposedly wise and lucky.  You might notice my fiancé and I are wearing coordinating dragon ao dais (courtesy of a very excited Momma Le) for this very reason.

As the bride to be, I took my post tucked away in the back bedroom.  My parents and grandma took their positions in the living room, right near the front door to welcome the groom’s family and guests inside.  My procession of bridesmaids and family lined up on the steps near the front door.  My fiance’s procession of groomsmen, friends, and family lined up on the sidewalk, carrying symbolic gifts of dowry on trays with decorated red silk overlays.  The other party guests stood outside, anticipating the curious spectacle of our modern American approach to this antiquated Vietnamese ritual. 

The fiance’s procession initiated the ceremony by walking single file from the sidewalk to our doorway and lining up next to the corresponding person from my side.  My younger cousin stood awaiting his cue, lighter in hand next to a string of Vietnamese firecrackers waiting for both parties to pass the trays.  Once both lines were in sync, the groom’s side passed the trays over to the bride’s side to represent the passing of the dowry from one family to another.  The firecrackers were lit, and the next 60 seconds were filled with an ear-splitting, slightly dangerous, red-paper-flying, experience that made eyes water and ears covered. 

Once the guests were squeezed inside of the house, my mother and sister presented me to my fiance.  My uncle spoke lovely words welcoming the guests, introduced the family members on each side, and we began lighting incense and bowing to pay respect to our deceased ancestors.  It is customary for parents of the bride or groom to gift the bride-to-be with a personal effect, such as a necklace, bracelet, or pair of earrings.  My mother in law adorned me with darling red studs that matched perfectly with my ao dai.  This was such an emotional moment for the two of us!  I let out a few happy tears and we hugged tightly with huge smiles on our faces. The tea ceremony quickly followed suit, and my fiancé and I poured tea for our honored elders and parents.

The ceremony wrapped up with a few more words of thanks from my dad.  It felt so wonderful sharing this piece of my tradition with my fiancé and his family.  All of the work we had put into planning, creating ao dais, and coordinating details was well worth it… I was elated.  We spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying Vietnamese food and each other’s companies. 

(Drool-worthy) Buffet Menu
  • Lotus Root Salad with Jelly Fish, Shrimp, and Pork - Gỏi Ngó Sen tôm, thịt, sứa
  • Spring Rolls - Gỏi cuốn
  • Egg Rolls (Shrimp, Vegetarian) - Chả giò tôm thịt - Chả giò chay
  • Steamed Rice Flour Cakes with Shrimp - Bánh bèo
  • Grilled Lemon Grass Chicken - Gà nướng xả 
  • Vegetable fried rice - Cơm chiên
  • Mushroom and Vegetable Stir Fry - Món Xào Chay
  • Asparagus Crab Soup - Súp Măng Cua
  • Crispy Roast Pork - Heo Quay
  • Steamed bun - Bánh bao
  • Red Sticky Rice - Xôi gấc
  • Sweet Dessert Soup / Pudding - Chè
  • Pandan Jelly and Mung Bean Cake - Bánh Xu Xê

Sunday, May 24, 2015

[travels] Tokyo and Ghibli Museum

Leaving Obachan's house was bittersweet.  We said our goodbyes, squeezed hands, and murmured words in broken Japanese.  She saw us out to the gate of her home, and watched as we rolled our suitcases down the street until she could see us no more.  I hope by some chance of fate, I make my way back to Osaka this year to slurp up sukiyaki in the warmth of her home.  Thoughts of obachan's home conjures cravings of Yamachan's takoyaki.  There is a location right outside of the Tennoji station that we pass through to get to the Osaka station.

Takoyaki at Yamachan's is insanely delicious.  Their variety is lightly crisped with a molten lava hot doughy interior.  They sell their house sauce inside, and I always contemplate buying it.  Alas, there is no takoyaki I could ever recreate that would be worthy of Yamachan's sauce.  So I never buy sauce, and leave the place with a revered memory.  Sarah and I continued on our trek back to Tokyo-- the very last part of our trip.

The snow fell with a quiet ease, masterfully over the landscape.  Our shinkansen glided along without any hesitation or notice for the weather outside.  Sarah and I were stuck in the smoking car section and once again I found myself double wrapping my scarf over my mouth and nose.  It's always during this part of the trip, when you finally have some time for contemplation that the reality of going home sets in.  I begin to wonder how everyone is doing back home, mentally add items to my to-do list, and a mild panic usually sets in.  There were still far too many meals left uneaten.  So little time, what to do?

We settled into a lovely AirBnB apartment in Shibuya, off of the Meguro station.  With no time to waste, Sarah and I went to Ginza to check out a ramen bowl exhibition and see if we could find a few displays of festive holiday lighting.  The exhibition was intriguing; various Japanese artists were tapped to design a bowl and soup spoon that resonated with their emotions towards ramen.  It was interesting to find how deep rooted these feelings were-- warmth, comfort, community, and more.  Some bowls were whimsical, while others were precisely designed as beautiful vessels for this beloved meal.

Predictably, we found ourselves perched on stools in a narrow Ramen-ya just a few hours later in Shibuya.  It was a lean operation- just one waiter/host/bus boy jovially calling out to customers, whisking bowls to and fro, and doing it all with a huge smile on his face.  The ramen cook moved endlessly as he poured broth, drained noodles, and chopped toppings.  The back of his shirt said, "No Noodles, No Life".  I couldn't agree more.

The next morning we arose eagerly to live out our last full day in Japan.  Sarah and I went to the Ebisu station to see if any of the delicious shops (specifically the La Robuchon Boutique) for some pastries, but our effort were to no avail.  It was simply too early and nothing was open until 9:30am.  Luckily we were in the best part of the world for food scavenging, and it wasn't long before we were contently rubbing our stomachs after slurping hearty bowls of udon.  I opted for a curious bowl with white and pink noodles with a serious heaping of garlic/chili/mystery/pork sauce scoop on top.  It was so early at this point, we even managed to squeeze in a trip to the Meiji-Jingu, which was crowded beyond belief.  I bought myself a ram keepsake from the temple that now lives on my bedside table. We were now ready for the Ghibli Museum.

If you're interested in going to the museum, you must know that tickets are typically bought well in advance by several weeks or months.  We didn't go this route, but had found last minute tickets through an amazing site called Voyagin.  There are some additional surcharges and fees associated with delivery, but it was well worth it for Sarah and I to squeeze in this much-desired excursion.  I'm a fan of Ghibli movies, my fascination started in elementary school after seeing Totoro for the first time, then grew as I subsequently watched it every other day after school with my best friend.  From there, my Japanese language class in middle school filled in the blanks with a few more movies, and my adoration officially took off.  If you are even the slightest Miyazaki or Studio Ghibli fan, you must come to this museum.  It's beyond incredible.

The museum was designed by Hayao Miyazaki himself, and it transports you into a creative dimension with tiny unique details.  There are stained glass character images, ceiling paintings, curious wood etchings, with every detail painstakingly arranged in its place.  Every room tells a story, whether it's the creation of a certain character, the inspiration for a storyboard, or just whimsical fun with a massive cat bus play pen for toddlers.  Seeing familiar characters in the museum lit up my heart.  Traces of Hayao's sketches were found throughout the rooms.  His talent left me speechless.  We explored every nook and cranny, even taking delight in having a snack at the cafe to see what it would look like inside.  I couldn't have imagined a better way to spend my last full day in Japan.

It was still a 15-10 minutes walk from the museum to the train station so we decided to have dinner in Mitaka.  Our time in the country was growing scarce so we were trying to be selective about what we ate.  A casual yakitori stop called out to me with it's hoard of guests standing at the small bar in front of the grisly cooks flipping, saucing, and grilling skewers of meat and vegetables.  It was lively, warm, and chaotic... I managed to sandwich myself between a few people and order some liver.  A friendly local struck up conversation with us and even had us try his drink and heckled the cook when my order didn't come fast enough.  This was street food at it's finest.  My liver yakitori was perfectly cooked with crisp edges, lightly seasoned, and searing hot.

 Sarah and I pinpointed an izakaya that had a steady flow of guests and plenty of seating for dinner.  We ordered our drinks and got a spread of items that sounded enticing; from saba sashimi to stir fried octopus, and a few cucumber sticks with miso.  I people watched for some felt nice to just sit in the warmth with no particular agenda over a mug of beer and good food.  Sarah and I travelled back to our apartment in Meguro, stopping often along the way to buy souvenirs.  I couldn't stop rambling about squeezing in “just one more meal” that day, and so several hours later we stopped into another izakaya for a late night fix.  That bowl of ramen and negi skewer sent me into a blissful sleep... rambling resolved.

There was only one thing I wanted to do for our last several hours in Japan, and it was to eat tsukemen at Rokurinsha in the Tokyo Station.  Sarah got to choose the rest of the day and led us to the lovely Shinjuku National Garden.  The scenery was just breathtaking- frozen blades of grass, still water reflecting the beauty around it, tiny bridges with intricate detail, and tiny flowers defying the cold winter air.  We stopped into a small building for traditional green tea and cake served by an adorable woman in a yukata.  Groups of photography students and individual painters quietly went about their arts, soaking in the calmness around them.  We found the old emperor’s lake-side villa and wandered in to gaze at the very same scene he must have taken in so long ago.

After the park, we went to the Tokyo Station in search of Ramen Street, buried underground but certainly not shy of visitors.  I had my eyes set on Rokurinsha because Jun's mom had recommended it and Chef David Chang had also visited the site with Peter Meehan in the show Mind of a Chef. I HAD to slurp my last bowl of ramen there.  The queue took about 50 minutes, and then I was in ramen heaven.  This was my first time having tsukemen (dipping ramen) and it was even better than I could have ever imagined.  The noodles were thick and springy, the dipping tare was intensely flavorful with only a hint of vinegar. I couldn't stop uttering words of amazement between bites, even choking for a while when food went down the wrong tube from eating too fast.  

After this meal, we passed a bit of time with more souvenir shopping and then went back to Ebisu to get our hands on some Robuchon pastries, which we achieved with success this time around.  Good lord, that cream puff.  The visit to the Ebisu station was followed by some light shopping, packing, and then a final sushi snack at a restaurant off of our beloved Meguro station in Tokyo.  With a long sigh, we were off to the airport.  Every step of the familiar feeling of rolling my suitcase across the smooth airport tile prepared me for my destination home.  I looked around and said my silent goodbyes to the country that I hold so dear.   This little adventure was over for now.  

Thursday, May 7, 2015

[eats] Sukiyaki Recipe

I obsess so much over sukiyaki that it only makes sense that I have a post on it.  Nami, the author of JustOneCookbook already has a lovely sukiyaki recipe.  I made some slight modifications, but she pretty much nails it on the head.  The recipe below is a combination of my experience at Obachan's house and Nami's from JustOneBookbook.

Sukiyaki is fun when you get a group of people together.  Just make sure everyone is seated within arms reach of the hotpot.  Use two burners and pots if you have a larger group! 

Serves 6 really hungry people, or 8 mildly hungry people

Feel free to adjust the ingredients depending on your group's preference.  Just make sure you have a variety of mushrooms, cabbage, noodles, and onions.  You just can't go wrong with sukiyaki!  I'll often cut extra amounts of vegetables to use just in case the group is gobbling it all up.  Extras can be easily saved for another meal.  Frozen udon also comes in multiple packs, so if anyone is still hungry at the end you can throw in extra noodles.

3 packages Enoki Mushrooms
5-8 Shiitake Mushrooms, sliced into .5" pieces
1 package Maitake Mushrooms
1 package Hiratake (also known as oyster mushrooms)
1-2 Napa Cabbages, sliced into 1.5" pieces
1-2 Carrots, sliced in .25" rounds
1-2 packages of Frozen Udon Noodles
1-2 packages of Shirataki Noodlesj (brown or white, doesn't matter)
1-2 packages of Broiled Tofu, cubed in 1-2" pieces
1-2 bundles of Tokyo Negi (giant Japanese green onion), sliced
4 lbs. of Kobe Beef (or best thin sliced meat you are willing to buy, my rule of thumb is .6-.7 pounds per person)
1 dozen Cage Free, Organic, Pasture Eggs (typically from the farmer's market or reputable food store.  They cost around $9 for the entire dozen)

**A special note about the eggs**
American eggs are not as high quality and salmonella-free as the ones in Japan.  You need to buy eggs that are PASTURED (chickens are allowed to roam in a pasture freely).  Empowered Sustenance breaks this raw egg deal down perfectly.  Organic and cage free eggs do not equate to pastured eggs.  More information can also be found on SafeEggs.

Sukiyaki Sauce 
If you want to make your own, use Nami's recipe
Sukiyaki Tare (I like using the pre-made version, you should be able to search for "sukiyaki sauce" or "tare" in any Japanese grocery store)
2 Cups of Water on hand

Iwatani Butane Portable Stove
Extra butane gas canisters (they are MUCH cheaper at the grocery store... only $2 or so)
Tongs/Long Chopsticks

Recommended Japanese Grocery Stores 

  1. Wash and chop all of the vegetables/tofu as specified on ingredient list.
  2. Arrange ingredients on a plate so they are easily accessible next to the stove.  
  3. Rinse the shirataki noodles in a colandar under cold running water for 3 minutes to remove the strange "fishy" smell.
  4. Remember to place the frozen udon out on the table so you don't need to get up to retrieve it later on. 
  5. Open the beef packaging and arrange the meat on a plate if you wish (not necessary).
  6. Each place setting should have a bowl, high quality raw egg, and chopsticks.
  7. The portable stove should be set up in the center of the table within arm's reach for everyone.  Keep the sukiyaki tare, water cup, and tongs/long chopsticks right next to it. You may want to appoint a designated "cook" or two to be in charge of adding ingredients into the sukiyaki pot.
  8. Everyone should crack their raw egg into their bowls and beat to get the yolk thoroughly mixed.  This will be another part of your "sukiyaki sauce".
  9. Turn the heat on medium-high and place several pieces of beef in to get the pan started.  
  10. Once there is a bit of natural oil/fat on the pan (sometimes people add a spot of vegetable oil), you can add in large handfuls of vegetables, tofu, and shirataki noodles.
  11. Liberally squirt the sukiyaki sauce in and taste as you go.
  12. The vegetables will cook down and yield water, but you can add it a few small pours of water whenever the broth gets low.
  13. Grab small pieces of vegetables and meat for yourself, dip into your raw egg, and pop it in your mouth!  This might be hard for some to wrap their heads around, but the raw egg makes a huge difference.  Its amazing, you should really try it.
  14. Eat and encourage others to chow down once the ingredients are cooked.  This is a continuous process of eating and adding ingredients.  It's best not to overcook the meat, so leave an empty plate out for the cooked pieces.
  15. Once everyone's eating pace starts slowing down, the vegetables have dwindled, and the broth is strong and flavorful, add the frozen udon into the pot.
  16. Enjoy the intermingled flavors of the sukiyaki pot over a bowl of udon!     
So what is the verdict? Do you love sukiyaki as much as I do?