Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Aloha!

In case you are wondering why everything is strangely quiet at the V-Team headquarters, it is because Benny and I are in Hawaii at a work conference for military and their spouses.

We are on day two of the conference, day three of our short time in Hawaii. We leave at the end of the week to return to reality in Okinawa. So far we have been to the USS Arizona Memorial, the beach and the hotel. I need to post photos and write about our experience at the USS Arizona Memorial. Hopefully I get that done before we trade this island for another.



And don't worry, Rachel, Heath was packed for the trip. He is also hoping to leave the hotel room and see some fun stuff this week. Keep your fingers crossed for Heath, the Kann sisters international travel mascot.

Until then, aloha ......

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Picture of the Week

Benny and I wasting time in the Taipei International Airport terminal.

Pics from Tammy and Chris' Wedding

Here are the photos to showcase their wedding day.























Photos from Jeremy and Andrea's Wedding

Here are some photos to illustrate the evening.















Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Spilled wine, flat tires

A turning point in any move is when you refer to your new home as "home." Or when you are driving from the airport to your house after a long trip and you are actually excited to be back in the place of your current permanent address.

I can remember the exact moment when I referred to Wichita Falls, Texas, as "home" and the same goes for Yuma, Arizona. Today, it takes less of an adjustment for Benny and I to start calling a new place home.

Yesterday we arrived safely back in Okinawa. The flight went smoothly. We had no problems at customs and immigration. And when we called the long-term airport parking company to notify them of our arrival, they delivered Favre at Naha International Airport in five minutes.

When they parked Favre, I was struck by how this car looks tiny compared to our compact rental cars in the States. There was one other thing that stuck me: the donut tire was in place of the passenger's side front tire.

Apparently the guys at the long-term parking heard an air leak from the tire and tried to call Benny about replacing it. But Benny already turned off his Japanese cell phone at that point and since it doesn't work in the United States, we returned home to another flat tire.

We stopped at the first service station we saw and explained the situation. The mechanic looked for a leak, but can't find one. So we paid him 525 yen to put the regular tire back on the car. That was easy.

After stopping for lunch on base (since we don't have any food in our house) we finally get home. Besides being super hot in the duplex (Benny turned off the air conditioning right before we left), I notice a wine cork in the entry way. How the heck did a wine cork did in the entry way? Strange.

Then I notice a semi-dried puddle of liquid in the back corner of the dining room, covering a two-foot radius from the wine rack. My eyes follow the spill and see an empty bottle of Catina Gigi Rosso sitting in the bottom row of the rack.

Apparently the cork popped off this bottle of wine and it leaked all over the hardwood floor. Nice. Welcome home.

I've cleaned the area twice with my Swifter spray for hardwood floors, but the area is still super sticky. I'm beginning to think this could be a permanent sticky island in our dining room. I'm considering buying a rug to throw over it and deal with the ramifications when we move out in two years and nine months.

This morning I started researching ways to clean spilled wine on hardwood floors. I'm haunted by this repeated statement: "be sure to attend to any spills immediately."

I have no idea when in the course of our three-week vacation the spill occurred. But I did attend to the spill immediately, after noticing it was there. I should get points for that, right?

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Catching up at Caribou

Lucky for you, Benny "needed" to get his hair cut this morning, so I'm at my favorite Minnesota coffee shop with free Wi-fi and lots of blogging to do.

Sipping on a red tea and raspberry drink, I'm trying to collect my thoughts. Tonight we fly back to San Francisco and tomorrow we drive to Reno to start Tammy's wedding countdown of fun. By Sunday night, our three-week vacation will come to an end and we will be en route for Japan. Where did the time go?

First we drove to Elko, Nevada, with Tammy and Chris (former Yuma Sun reporting friends, who now live in Reno) for Jeremy and Andrea's (Yuma Navy friends) wedding. The jet lag wasn't too bad. After a day we were back on track. After the rehearsal dinner, we stayed at the country club where we watched the fireworks. It was pretty special to be back in the good 'ole US of A for Independence Day.

On Andrea's BIG DAY, Benny and I got up early and attempted a 5K fun run for the National Basque Festival, which was held in Elko that same weekend. Benny did much better than I. I only ran the first mile before I stopped and walked the remaining two miles. I blamed my poor performance on the dry air in the high desert and no water stations on the route. I couldn't be too upset about the dry air though, because with a lack of humidity my hair finally calmed down and looked fabulous and non frizzy for the wedding later that day.

We also went to the Basque Festival parade, which was a great small town parade complete with Basque dancing. The floats featuring the town's baseball team and State Farm insurance agent brought back lots of memories of Garny's Fourth of July parades from my childhood.

After all the Basque fun, it was wedding time. The ceremony was so sweet and well articulated by fellow CEC officer, Chris. Chris and his wife, Val, came to Yuma, Arizona, about three months before we left. We were there for the birth of their son, Jacob. Jeremy and Andrea are really close to them, like an aunt and uncle, to Jacob and his sister, Addison, Chris said at the wedding. Those two cuties were in the wedding, along with Jeremy's nephew, Keith.

The outdoor wedding was followed by a reception only a short walk away. Everything was lovely at the wedding. I would say there was a touch of Dre every where you looked, including the bathroom.

All in all it was a wonderful wedding and a great time was had by all, including the V-Team.

PS. I'm having trouble posting pictures with this connection. Hopefully I can get them up in the next day or two.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Time for time traveling

We will be off line for a bit, while we do this nifty time traveling trick where we fly out of Okinawa on July 3 and arrive in California on July 3, only 20 minutes later than when we took off from Japan.

Pretty cool, huh.

Happy Fourth of July everyone!

Michelle's moonshine

Watch out Martha Stewart. What out Rachael Ray. You have competition.

With the lack of strawberries in Okinawa during the summer months, I've been missing using my jam making skills. Last spring, Shelly taught me how to make jam and I've been obsessed every since. I thought I would be making cherry jam in Japan, but that's not the case. I'm encountering a lack of fruit in general. There is more than enough vegetables to provide a healthy snack, but sometimes you want a sweet berry instead of a cucumber.

Refusing to be discouraged, I recently browsed the mostly vegetable selection at the MaxValu grocery store near our house. I wanted to make something homemade. Something with a Japanese flavor. Something. Anything.

When I turned the corner into the sake section, I found my answer: plum liquor.

No doubt it took a moment to discover what the locals were brewing with these green plums called ume.


I examined the display case selling two-liter and four-liter glass bottles next to bags of rock sugar, bags of the green ume and cardboard boxes of liquid. I tore off one of the instructional pamphlets and had Benny ask his co-workers about it.

They explained that ume, combined with the sugar and shochu, a 35 percent alcohol, will become plum liquor called umeshu. Umeshu sometimes is incorrectly called plum wine, but because it doesn't include the fermentation process, it isn't technically a wine. Sorry, Melinda, no Japanese wine for your visit.

The instructions were written in Japanese with a few diagrams. Benny's administrative assistant graciously translated the instructions for me. She said she doesn't make the traditional Japanese drink herself, but her grandmother does.

Japanese families normally make a batch of umeshu or the similar drink, plum vinegar, during June, according to my Google search of the topic. (What did people do before there was Google?) An ume has the texture of a unripe apricot more than the softness of a plum. The ume fruit is native to Japan and the best ume is said to grow in the Kyoto area.

I'm not sure where the two bags of ume fruit I bought were grown, but they had a nice solid green color so I'm assuming they are ready to become my moonshine.


Closely following our translated directions, I washed and dried the fruit. I easily removed the waxy stems using a toothpick.

Then my assistant, Benny took over. He layered fruit with the sugar. After the layers were set, he poured alcohol over the layers. Sealing the jar shut, we couldn't believe how easy the process was. We placed the jar in a dark, cool place under the stairs.

In six months the aged umeshu should be ready for consumption. From everything I read on the Internet about this Asia alcohol tells me that it will have a smooth sweet flavor. And "even people who don't like alcohol enjoy umeshu."

Like our Japanese neighbors, we are planning to celebrate New Year's Eve by pouring umeshu over ice cubes. Bottom's up to umeshu.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Good question Lora

I posted a photo of our Japanese fridge, but I didn't explain how it works. And there is a funny story about it, so I'll go into the details now.

The refrigerators in Japan are a fridge on top followed by three drawers for a freezer. At least that was my assumption at first.

Then during our househunting visits, I asked an agent to explain the fridge to me. Are these all freezer drawers? No, she quickly answered, the top one is a chiller for fresh fruits and vegetables.

Great, I thought to myself. That helps. We need some extra space in this fridge.

When we moved into our duplex, the first thing I did after visiting the grocery store was put the lettuce, carrots and a pint of strawberries in the top drawer. When Benny got home, he asked where the strawberries were at? In the chiller, of course.

He started to laugh. I turned to look what he was laughing about.

My strawberries, the last fresh strawberries I would buy, were rock solid frozen.

On this model, the bottom drawer is the chiller. The top and middle ones are the freezer.

Now I know.