Left Behind: Pancake Breakfast

I didn’t abandon you or my Soul Food Tour of Japan.  One of the greatest paradoxes of life is that death is part of life. Tomorrow is promised to none of us. My dad, Robert Flowers, passed away two weeks ago, but he left his family behind with more than funeral arrangements. He left us…

The First Day of Christmas… in Japan

    The rush in and out of crowded stores to grab last minute gifts and missing ingredients for tonight’s party at Auntie’s house. More congested than the stores are the kitchen counter; used dishes eagerly await their turn to be washed, open containers are scattered about- hinting at the menu- and that last dish…