The sun FINALLY came out on Sunday, and to celebrate
not taking antidepressants mixed with booze the warmth, we checked out the Mochi Tsuki Festival at Islandwood here on Bainbridge Island.
Here’s Islandwood’s blurb about it, in case you
don’t go to events you can’t pronounce have never been:
Watch or participate in the making of the mochi, a Japanese rice delicacy. Using steamed sweet rice and pounding it into a soft dough-like texture mochi is shaped into small dumpling-like balls. Joining other men, women, and children to shape mochi …. Listen to Taiko drumming in the Great Hall or spend time on the trails with a family walk.
This is the star of the day: mochi, sweet rice that is steamed, stretched, and pounded (kinda like pilates for food).
Filled with these tasty morsels of red bean paste:
Hey. Don’t judge a book. They’re no dark chocolate truffle, but these guys are YUM to the EEEEE.
Brian has a good description with photos of the mochi-making process, if you are curious about how it goes from grain to stretchy doughyness.
When the mochi crowd swelled, we went to watch the Seattle Kokon Taiko drumming group.
We enjoyed feeling the beat with them. Literally. They always
give me heart fibrillations put on a good show. Plus, girls with drums? You gotta love that.
In addition to rice and drums, they offered an origami table. I personally can’t handle origami
without a couple of stiff drinks. Something in my makeup can never read the alleged how-to’s for origami , which I suspect is a form of lingering Japanese revenge for all that encampment BS.
The hubs, however, made a brave attempt at a mini kimono for the Kid. When the instructions
pissed him off, shock of shocks failed to sufficiently instruct, he cheated compensated, he says.
Otherwise, the sun, the drumming, the mochi all made for a great, family day.