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First off, lunch from yesterday!


We met at the UH Campus Center and ate at Yummy’s Korean BBQ. I got a MINI bbq chicken plate. Yes, people, that there is a “mini” plate. People here eat so much frickin’ food that you can now buy a “mini” plate of too much food for just $6.95. Seriously, when did we get to be such porkers? I was too scared to think about what a full size plate looked like. I skipped the rice to get an extra veggie side. I ended up getting chop chae (the noodles), bean sprouts, and choi sum. Veggies at Yummy’s is really good. I think I’d put them second behind Gina’s sides.

Today I took the day off to take Baby Girl to an allergist and was very sad to hear that he was prescribing adrenaline shots for emergencies because this means my daughter is one of those kids you hear about that can die from food allergies. He made this very clear to me, hammering into my head that she can go braindead in minutes… Not that I mind a doctor like that. I’d rather have an honest doctor than one who sugarcoats everything. We’ve got some adjusting to do that’s for sure. I figure I have at least six months of “I WANT PEANUT BUTTER TOAST!!!!!!!!!” tantrums to put up with before she accepts it. Definitely not looking forward to those. I’ve already hidden the Costco-size jar of Skippy…

With this rather sobering news, I decided to fill the prescription in Mililani Town Center, where I knew there was a ramen shop. I dropped it off and headed over to Genki Ramen.


I decided that I was getting into a miso ramen rut, so picked something new and ordered their Mabo Tofu Ramen. I left my brain at the allergist’s office and realized I was sitting in a cash-only restaurant with only a dollar in my purse, so I had to tell the waitress to hold my table while I went to go get more moolah. When I came back, my ramen was waiting for me.


I really enjoyed this! It tasted like mapo tofu yet still had a ramen-y soup taste to it. It was slightly spicy and the noodles weren’t too thick. Ever since I ate at Kiwami Ramen I’ve found that I don’t really care for fat noodles too much. As I was eating this reporter guy was going around talking to people about the Town Center, so after I was done I gave him my card to come read my blog. This was only the second time I’d eaten at Genki Ramen but the first time was so long ago I don’t remember what the food was like. It gets two thumbs up from me now!

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Ever since I moved to Oahu in 1997, I’ve longed for that old feeling of excitement and fun from a bon dance song that us Hilo hicks only ever refer to as “becho”. I’d been to a couple during summers when I’d go home and last year I went to one in Wahiawa, one in Manoa Valley, and another at Pearl City Hongwanji. The Wahiawa one was a wash, no becho to be found. Same with the Manoa one, which turned out to be more of a little Japanese carnival in which they got you to pay incredibly ridiculous amounts of money on scrips for food or neon fans or towels. I called up my dad and asked him to call up his friend Reverend Bruce and see if these silly Oahu folk simply don’t do becho, but apparently they do. It’s just they either play it after I leave or simply don’t, I dunno. We finally went through the hassle of parking in a really dark and muddy area under the freeway to go to the Pearl City Hongwanji dance and they played a version of becho and I was somewhat happy.

Final Fantasy began their Sunbreeze Festival today and it means Tarutarus dancing around in their yukatas with music playing at night. This led me to YouTube where I found the following:

THAT my friends, is the becho I know from a decade ago. And now I finally know the name of the song, Fukushima ondo! Oh I feel so good today! 😀 If you’ve never been to one, I urge you to go. You don’t have to be Japanese. You don’t have to know how to dance. You can just go to watch, to eat the good food, to hang out, to watch people honor the dead. It’s a great experience!

Ok so on to the bento. I totally pigged out at our Korean food luncheon so I weighed almost 129 today. Gah! I took home vegetables and packed them into today’s lunch. The bean sprouts namul was really really good, but it’s probably really bad for a WW dieter cause it’s like, laced with sesame oil. Hee. Extreme close-up!


We had mochiko chicken last night, so that is what is in the middle. I’ve included furikake rice, corn, and some kim chee. My veggies below are the sprouts I mentioned and some cabbage:


I may end up listening to this song all day… it brings back so many great memories. Also reminds me that times change. Last year my aunty told me Hilo Hongwanji held their bon dance indoors. What the… Half the fun is when you get rained on dancing becho. Oi yoi yoi!

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Ever since I moved to Oahu in 1997, I’ve longed for that old feeling of excitement and fun from a bon dance song that us Hilo hicks only ever refer to as “becho”. I’d been to a couple during summers when I’d go home and last year I went to one in Wahiawa, one in Manoa Valley, and another at Pearl City Hongwanji. The Wahiawa one was a wash, no becho to be found. Same with the Manoa one, which turned out to be more of a little Japanese carnival in which they got you to pay incredibly ridiculous amounts of money on scrips for food or neon fans or towels. I called up my dad and asked him to call up his friend Reverend Bruce and see if these silly Oahu folk simply don’t do becho, but apparently they do. It’s just they either play it after I leave or simply don’t, I dunno. We finally went through the hassle of parking in a really dark and muddy area under the freeway to go to the Pearl City Hongwanji dance and they played a version of becho and I was somewhat happy.

Final Fantasy began their Sunbreeze Festival today and it means Tarutarus dancing around in their yukatas with music playing at night. This led me to YouTube where I found the following:

THAT my friends, is the becho I know from a decade ago. And now I finally know the name of the song, Fukushima ondo! Oh I feel so good today! 😀 If you’ve never been to one, I urge you to go. You don’t have to be Japanese. You don’t have to know how to dance. You can just go to watch, to eat the good food, to hang out, to watch people honor the dead. It’s a great experience!

Ok so on to the bento. I totally pigged out at our Korean food luncheon so I weighed almost 129 today. Gah! I took home vegetables and packed them into today’s lunch. The bean sprouts namul was really really good, but it’s probably really bad for a WW dieter cause it’s like, laced with sesame oil. Hee. Extreme close-up!


We had mochiko chicken last night, so that is what is in the middle. I’ve included furikake rice, corn, and some kim chee. My veggies below are the sprouts I mentioned and some cabbage:


I may end up listening to this song all day… it brings back so many great memories. Also reminds me that times change. Last year my aunty told me Hilo Hongwanji held their bon dance indoors. What the… Half the fun is when you get rained on dancing becho. Oi yoi yoi!

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