Last night I had a lovely evening with another ALT and his original host family. He’s been here for two years, so he stayed with them for a short while two years ago, but their relationship has grown and become something neat for everyone involved, I think.
Anyway, I cut up a fruit that’s sort of a combination of an apple and a pear, bought some cut flowers to take, and made stir-fry. I was pretty proud of how edible it was…other than the green bean things I put in. After I tasted the resulting stir-fry, the beans were still really tough and leathery. I left them in, hoping that they would sit in soy sauce and soften up a little. The family was incredibly nice and when I showed them the stir fry, they said “gambatte”-you did your best. :D I wasn’t quite sure if this was a compliment…but their tone of voice implied that it was…until they got to the beans that is. Turns out what I thought were green beans were actually soybeans! You’re supposed to shell them before eating! Of course, this was all relayed in Japanese and I had been eating the soybeans, skin and all, until the translation came along that I wasn’t supposed to. Oops!
And then I spilled ketchup all over my hands and almost all over the white, lace tablecloth.
It’s amazing that we all have plans for another activity together. They must be pretty accepting to be so patient with an American barbarian.
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