This is not a phrase one hears often. Except in this house. Japanese food was for dinner so the
Japanese pickles (
tsukemono) were on the table. Just for fun, Evan got to try a piece of pickled
daikon radish. They are pungent and slightly sweet and not really something kids should love. However, Evan really liked them - maybe because they are really crunchy. The rest of the meal was an exercise in bribing him to eat his regular dinner in exchange for bits of pickle (it worked). Evan was too full for dessert. Here is a picture I found online of
tsukemono - the radishes are the yellow stuff.
Yesterday was Korean food and Evan liked the dried chewy-sweet baby anchovies.
By the way, we've flown to Denver and back since my previous post but I have not had a chance to tell that story in full. Of course, Evan did visit his buddy,
Jackson, and they had a great time playing at the Children's Museum and at the amazing playground at the former
Stapleton International Airport (closed when
DIA a.k.a. West-Kansas International opened). Here they are:
