There never ever seems to be a time during the holidays where no one is sick. This was especially true this year. Number two grandson flew into LA vomiting. So time was limited. I did get to hold him in my lap during a viewing of Beauty and the Beast (he was over his bout). That made my whole holiday especially since being a Wada, he and his brother do not sit still for very long, at all. With number one, we have a special bond since we spent so much time together when they lived in LA. With number two, there is always that lingering fear, that he will not remember who I am. FaceTime helps.
Relatives visiting is always a scheduling nightmare. Folks from Texas, Wisconsin, Seattle, Santa Barbara, and the Bay Area were all coming to the center of the universe at the Miyoshi house in Gardena. Of course the hospitality of Judy, and the complete cycle of anticipation and fulfillment of uncle Cliffs cooking made it what holidays are all about.
Ozoni at Cliffs on New Years was quiet as most everyone had returned home. But for some reason ozoni seems like the ultimate JA comfort food. Every family has their own version (Cliff's is with his chashu) and it remains a comforting, secure assurance of each new year.
To everyone who takes the time to read this, may you have a great year of comfort and joy.
George😷
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