Fried Rice Of The Gods

After a long day full of classes for students, I had my Friday afternoon class for teachers. Depending on what teachers show up, the vibe is different. Today was a weird one. We talked about the history teacher most of the time. The word in Japanese for what we were doing is called ‘悪口’, waruguchi. Literally it means ‘bad mouth’, which is pretty much the same as what you would call it in English.

I learned a lot about the history teacher and some of his antics over the years. He’s got quite a history. I’ve already heard some other stories through various younger teachers, including Kuniko. We spent almost 40 minutes talking about him, and we didn’t ever really get to the lesson.

Since I didn’t have any plans on Friday night, I stopped in and got a six pack of beer and some Calpis popsicles. Look out!

The beer was good – it’s a fall brew that’s just a little different from the regular stuff. 99% of all the types of beer in Japan are brewed by just four breweries. There’s not a lot of variety – you have to buy imports to get anything different. The fall beer was a nice change. They are just starting to figure out seasonal brews around here.

I had a big can of beer when I got home, and since I had skipped lunch today it hit me pretty fast. I decided to get rid of some leftovers by making a giant pan of fried rice. It had everything in there – mushrooms, eggs, kimchee, onions, garlic, and lots of hot sauce. Antoine called while I was cooking it, and I tried to get him to come over and help me eat it. He didn’t take me seriously, actually, and we just talked for about an hour. The rice was awesome – I kept raving about it over the phone. I’ve got leftovers, so we’ll see if it’s as delicious tomorrow, or if it’s just the beer talking.

For a mellow Friday night it was pretty fun. I watched Survivor, and then went to bed around 10:30 in the evening. Tomorrow is a surprise visit to watch the Takasago Minami basketball team compete in a tournament.


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