When I was growing up, my parents would split dinner duties.  On weekdays, my father would handle suppers.  His meals tended to be typically North American (steak, roast chicken) with the occasional classic upscale surprise (Oysters Rockefeller, Duck a L'Orange).  My mother's weekend meals, on the other hand, consisted of Italian and seafood-themed plates (eggplant…

Look at what awaited me upon my return to Vancouver.  Yes, Joreos! Akemi woke up early yesterday morning to make them.  Apparently, it was a surprisingly long and involved process that saw her start at 7:00 a.m. and finally finish at 2:00 p.m.  Can't wait for the instructional video for this particular recipe. The dogs…