Japanese Thanksgiving
- At December 12, 2017
- By admin
- In Annes Letters
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Dear Family and Friends,
Even though it is already December, here in Japan we are still honoring this year’s harvest. In fact, last weekend a nearby community center held its annual Thanksgiving feast. This event is always special because of the ingredients of the dishes. The Wakabayashi-ku Center has a community garden, which grows such delights as daikon, carrots, onions, potatoes, cabbage . . . The list goes on and on. And of course, since it is a community project, when autumn comes, it is time to share.
Pots are huge and bulging with the freshest, most lovingly grown produce. That allows for different varieties of stews, enhanced with chicken, beef, miso, even kimchi.
This Thanksgiving experience is always filled with genuine warmth and welcome.
Even though it is already December, here in Japan we are still honoring this year’s harvest. In fact, last weekend a nearby community center held its annual Thanksgiving feast. This event is always special because of the ingredients of the dishes. The Wakabayashi-ku Center has a community garden, which grows such delights as daikon, carrots, onions, potatoes, cabbage . . . The list goes on and on. And of course, since it is a community project, when autumn comes, it is time to share.
Pots are huge and bulging with the freshest, most lovingly grown produce. That allows for different varieties of stews, enhanced with chicken, beef, miso, even kimchi.
All are rich, healthy and delicious.
Obviously, this event is very popular. And those putting it on are immensely proud of what they have to offer, and that it is so well received.
Besides indulging in culinary pleasures, we are given a lecture by one of the younger members. We learn how this project began and where it hopes to go. Many of the oldsters attending were probably farmers, but the younger ones have to learn through study, local gardens, and the wisdom their elders can give.
Besides indulging in culinary pleasures, we are given a lecture by one of the younger members. We learn how this project began and where it hopes to go. Many of the oldsters attending were probably farmers, but the younger ones have to learn through study, local gardens, and the wisdom their elders can give.
This Thanksgiving experience is always filled with genuine warmth and welcome.
And at this precarious time in world history, such human-to-human reassurances are crucial. Life does go on. Small, everyday beauty tells us so. And of course, these happy experiences are gentle reminders of our responsibility to make it so.
Love,
Love,
Anne
