Happy May Day and go go immigrant rights marches
I got mired in my own incompetence and regret that I couldn't make it to the march today, but did send off my co-workers with well-wishes. They were in a sign-making flurry...
Today, I made an executive decision (wait...what decision about myself is not executive?) that searching for an appropriate alcohol to make plum wine would be a better use of my time than a tedious imitation of a rat on a treadmill. The gym can wait, but my discovery of fresh plums at Tokyo Fish Market--accompanied by the helpful, "Good for plum wine!" sign--cannot wait. The Japanese recipe calls for rock sugar and "white liquor." I confirmed this with a call to my Grandma, but she said any old soju/shochu would work too. Now, just have to find a big ol' jar to hold it all.
