Trying to keep some traditions alive. Easter almost came and went without notice, but Roomie brought a calendar from the US with US holidays on it, so it was remembered!
I was shocked to hear that Roomie had never dyed Easter eggs before. I knew i had to remedy that for sure.
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Found food coloring at Loft. I thought it was the little bottles of liquid like i'm used to but it was actually powder! They worked just as well, if not better, than the liquid stuff. Only 5 "scoops" (each bottle came with an itty-bitty scoop) in place of the liquid dye in the standard egg-dye recipe. I was afraid that using rice vinegar instead of white would make a difference but it worked just the same too. |
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All set up and ready to go! |
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Cleaning up our messes made for some really cool paper towels |
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Our finished eggs all together! |
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The ones i did:
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Cherry blossoms! |
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Um.. weird 80's egg! |
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Another cherry blossom one. |
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And Doraemon egg! |
I just realized i don't have a picture of my star egg, how sad..
Egg-dying took place Saturday, and on actual Easter Sunday, we had been invited to do hanami (flower-viewing) by our Lady Boss (M-sensei). We met her at the station shortly after noon, got some more nibblings to take with us, and then flocked to the park with the other thousands of flockers flocking and met her friends there who had thankfully saved us a spot.
I'm going to try and forget that the only beverage available was alcohol (yes, alcohol outdoors, because Japan is cool like that), and so for the entire six hours that's all i had to drink, and i WAS fine up until the last hour when i started to get loopy and i still insisted that i really wanted to see Titanic at 8pm but can hardly remember anything after we left the park at 7pm.. except that when we finally got to the next station over where the movie theatre is, as soon as i stepped off the train i sat down on the platform in defeat and had to be hauled home by Roomie, bless her heart.
But that's what hanami is all about. One of M-sensei's friends that i was talking to at the picnic even said something along the lines of, "Why do they even call it hanami? No one looks at the flowers!" That's half-way true. They all look at the flowers in drunken stupors.
I at least did enjoy them not under the influence.
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Tree blooming at my station |
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Flocking |
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Herds |
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Food Part 1. They loved our eggs :) Especially Doraemon |
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Food Part 2 |
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This is me, still normal |
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I was just excited that i had been chosen! |