Our house looks like a disaster zone.
And for the first time ever in my adult life, my dishes match. Wow. I feel like an adult. (More than one family member has told us that our dishes “look Asian.” Good Man chose them.)
In other wedding aftermath news…
My brother’s wife (and kids) couldn’t come to the wedding. So she sent this with my brother. She included the Korean words for love and happiness in Korean. She even ended up with proper stroke order—apparently she looked at my nephew’s Hello Kitty! Hangul book.
Silk and Satin Quilt
Awesome Stroke Order…
Good Man’s Paternal Aunt gave us these…
A Gorgeous Mother-of-Pearl Jewelry Box
Good Man’s Mother crammed so much food into our fridge. I swear, I watched her take it all out of her luggage, but it somehow multiplied while being put in our fridge. Half of the stuff is wrapped up in baggies, newspapers, and then more baggies, so I don’t even know what it is.
Our Fridge, Post-Mother
Good Man and I bought a new rice cooker. We went all out and bought The Elephant Brand because Mother basically demanded that we do so. We were at Bed, Bath, and Beyond and the man was trying to sell us a Cuisinart. I looked at him. “My mother-in-law is Korean. We have to get the Elephant Brand.”
HMart had The Elephant Brand (Zojirushi) and we went with the ten-cup induction heating NP-HBC18. I used it last night for the first time.
And now I want to have its babies.
It has a bunch of different settings, including one for “GABA Brown” rice. Apparently GABA is some sort of amino-acid and “activating” it increases the amount of it in brown rice. The cooker activates it by heating the rice at 104 F for two hours before actually cooking it. OK, nutritionism aside, this stuff tastes wonderful.
Good Man eats brown rice because that’s what I cook, but he much prefers white rice. When this was done, he stared at it and said, “Is this our rice?” It was light, fluffy, still nutty, but not overly chewy. It was fantastic.
With dinner last night, I heated up some dried anchovies for Good Man. This is proof that I love him, because that stuff smells awful.
We also had spicy Korean pork with red-leaf lettuce, cucumber, carrots, seaweed, cooked mushrooms, some of Mother’s home-made kimchi, and some raspberry wine.