Christmas is one of our biggest holidays in our house. Trying to organize Christmas between two sides of a family is challenging enough, but throw in a few golden retrievers and a photographer and the hectic nature of our holiday preparations becomes quite an undertaking. With my grandmother finally moved in to her new community, we were very thankful for the flexibility of shuttling her to and from North Versailles compared to the familiar rigor of transit between Cumberland and home. As usual, we decorated our tree in conjunction with some Captain and Cokes and cookie baking:
Skivvy is back from Alabama, Valerie is in town, Mom just got a brand new sushi kit, I am taking Japanese classes – all of these factors provide plenty of reason to through a Japanese party.
And so, after an expensive stroll through the Strip District, dawning my robe, and putting on the koto music, we took a crack at rolling our own sushi. The rolls started off a bit… messy (likely, the Sake was involved), but after we got in to our swing, we learned that it wasn’t too difficult. Special thanks to Bober and Father Bober for lending us the rice cooker. Apparently, sushi is all about getting the rice just perfect.
This weekend was the official opening of the Pittsburgh Public Market.
The PPM was heavily promoted throughout the Pittsburgh Blagosphere (Pittsburgh Mom, Living Pittsburgh, Burgilicious, Glitzburgh, Urban Out, and just about every other Pittsburgh food blog worth mentioning), so I was highly anticipating strolling though the array of food and craft vendors.