
Cora's special gift for da-da

sharing daddy's chair
To start, happy Father's day to all you special dads out there and especially to Duke and Sofu! We love you and wish we could celebrate with you today :)
WE spent our "2nd" father's day weekend in Fukuoka -- the "big city" and enjoyed being amongst the crowds... not really. The bicycles on sidewalks got pretty annoying. We did manage to successfully hit the Apple store and also Hakozaki (the antique shrine sale we've come to love) and we had father's day lunch at Greg's favorite -- Hard Rock Cafe, finished off with some Cold Stone Creamery!
Perhaps the most memorable moment of the weekend was when we visited the fresh marketplace located in the basement of a GIANT mall.... it is peppered with various "stalls" with specialties -- veggies, sushi, baked goods, teas, candies, cheeses, wines, etc.... Once we saw the lovely cheeses we thought it'd be fun to buy some appetizers to enjoy at our hotel before heading out for dinner. We got a nice spread of cheeses and some fresh crusty bread (yum, right?) and when we saw the option for some prosciutto, FORGET ABOUT IT! Remember, this is a TRUE treat since we've been living overseas for almost 5 years now.... In our very limited Japanese, we asked if what we were looking at was prosciutto. Greg's mouth was watering and his eyes were beaming. The little butcher looked confused but said "buta" -- which Meg remembered to mean "pig"... Greg confirmed that prosciutto is indeed pig so we bought it and headed to the hotel picking up some lagers along the way. We were SO excited for this appetizer and opened everything carefully on our bed (since our room for 3 was about 12 ft by 9 ft there was nowhere else to feast).... Greg was chosen to take the first bite as it was HIS weekend....... Somehow up close the meat looked suspect.... and after one big bite Greg confirmed he just had raw pig and NOT smoked meat. HAHAHAHAHA!
After spitting it out and rinsing vigorously with beer, Greg was finally able to smile at his disappointment.