Mirukashi is a pastoral, 72 synchronized essays leading through a year of seasonal living and eating in rural Japan seasoned with insights from 12 years of learning to call this country home. Start at the beginning and follow the narrative as it builds or graze at will.
Drawing back a clump of desiccated fronds, I find an emerald trumpet of delicate leaves cradling a cluster of quilted button like buds. I raise the dirty, wet stem to my nose and drink in the earthy, pungent aroma of spring breaking from winter. This is fukinoto.
I immediately recognized in Kuniko the essence of the woman who nourished equally her guests, her family, and herself. Her meals brought such joy to everyone at the table, myself included, and I was eager to absorb everything she could offer. She represented a holy grail of cookery, a seemingly unobtainable well of information and […]
We are hungry in the anticipation of spring. Returning songbirds peck at the film of ice covering a dormant pot of water lilies on the deck where they’ll alight to drink and bathe in warmer times. The weather is as restless as we are. The skies flit between clear and brilliant, then dark and stormy. […]
With the warmth of the wood stove at my back, I gaze out the window. Below me the broad roofs of Hanako’s studio to the right and my mother-in-law Kuniko’s house to the left stretch like the wings of the cheeky ravens that often perch upon their peaks. The layered ridge lines of mountains ripple […]
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