Debrox rox...

Hearing. Man, sometimes you forget how great it is to hear until you go over 24 hrs completely unable to hear from one ear. Peter and I went over to caveshark and sharkskitten's place the other day and spent some time in the pool before eating dinner. I was having fun, going under and swimming around until I needed air, surfaced and went down for more. Unfortunately, my ears were not fond of this idea and let me know afterward. After I got out, my right ear eventually clogged up... I cleaned it out and all was great, then I went to clean the other one (which at the time was fine! silly teesa...) and... clogged the sucker up. And like that, it stayed. I went to sleep unable to hear, and woke up unable to ear. Practically all day, I kept my head tilted to the left. Toward the end of the day there was one position I thought I was able to hear something other than the ocean. ;} Yet, the left side of my face (around my ear) and my ear felt numb and I couldn't hear a thing. During my daily lunchtime call to Peter I told him I felt like a numbskull (really... I had one :p). Per Google searches, I discovered Debrox as being *the* removal kit to purchase. I messaged Peter and asked him to pick up a box. We get home, we try it, and now, I can hear again. :D Things aren't perfect, but damn... Debrox rox. :D

Review of phones and services to come another day. First there is some pirating to do. (I haven't had the time to pillage in a Long Ass Time.) Then there is the rest of our Japanese homework. Also, beer. (... and soon we'll have a new shiny with which to tap beer and invite over our friends! More on that later -- probably tomorrow.)

w00t.

Peace,
geek. ^_^

How the World Eats

How the World Eats
By Bryan Walsh; Time.com

Originally the food of emperors, the cuisine known as kaiseki* is the pinnacle of Japanese eating—and few restaurants serve a more refined menu than Kikunoi, in the former imperial capital of Kyoto. The experience begins before a single plate is served, with the setting: a tatami-mat room, bare save for the tokonoma, the alcove in the corner that displays a single scroll of calligraphy and a seasonally appropriate flower, today a lily. Then the food begins to flow, course after course of carefully trimmed portions, delivered by a kimono-clad server: a single piece of sea-bream sushi wrapped in bamboo leaf, a tiny grilled ayu fish with water-pepper vinegar, fried prawns and bamboo shoots with an egg-yolk-and-cream sauce. Kaiseki dining is the product of centuries of cultural evolution, but though Kikunoi is high-end—as the bill will indicate—its cuisine is meant to be a grand elaboration of the basic Japanese home meal: rice, fish, pickles, vegetables and miso soup, artfully presented in small, healthy portions.

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* The timing of me coming across this article amused me because yesterday I was looking up a Japanese place in D.C. (Sushi Taro) that Peter and I wll be checking out (to eat keiseki) when we are in D.C. for cchan8 and frost_knight's wedding. Then C (cchan8) posted that she and W (frost_knight) went there for keiseki this weekend.