“Kathy, would you like to host a Japanese cooking class with me?” asked Miki.
A local P.V. library has an international cooking class and Miki introduced Japanese “bento” (box lunch) last year.
Since I got cancer, I can’t make any plans until it comes close because months ahead is unpredictable. Yet this will be a special opportunity, so I decided to be in with the condition that I might be out if something would have happened to me. Yesterday, I could enjoy this first experience.
Miki is a young mother of two little children living in the U.S. for only one and a half years. Yet, she, who is a certified nutritionist in Japan, has won first place in a cooking contest sponsored by the Agricultural Cooperative Union and traveled to the U.S. on the prize money. She has worked for Sharp Electronics Co. to develop various kitchen appliances for more than 10 years until her husband was transferred to the U.S.. She is an “Iron Chef” who even cooked for more than 100 guests for her son’s birthday party with her husband.
By the lead of Miki, we demonstrated Chirashi(sprinkled; salad looking)-sushi, Yakitori, and a dessert with agar-agar (seaweed) gelatin.
The room with 50 chairs was packed. I was going to introduce the dessert, but 5 minutes before the class, I noticed I forgot Gelatin, which I was supposed to serve 50 people as samples.
Shoot! I don’t have time to get them!
Quickly I asked Kaori, who was a helper, to get the Gelatin giving her the house key. She knew where I lived as we had had a meeting at my house several days ago.
Also, Makiko, who is George’s and my long-term friend and who was visiting the U.S. from Japan this week, was voluntarily jumping in as a helper so she could cover Kaori while she was gone. Whew!
Yet still troubles and mistakes continued: We could not show a video because of a technical difficulty, and I as a speaker, forgot to talk about half of the explanation, which Miki and I worked on until the last minute, because I was so preoccupied with Miki’s fabulous cooking skills. However, everyone loved the food!
As I introduced myself as a breast cancer patient, after the class someone even came up to encourage me saying she was also 10-year survivor of breast cancer.
Maybe I was causing more trouble than helping Miki, but for me, after yesterday’s experience, cooking is more fun as though I became Raychael! 🙂