Zoe vs. Kenji

new years eve

After trying to herd the escaped rooster out of our back yard


we headed over to Berkeley, where Kenji was making the traditional (albeit at a non-traditional time) new years Ozoni soup.
Kombu broth:

Daikon:

Gobo




It was a beautiful clear day, and the sunset was dramatic



I was the grill man, which turned out to be a little dangerous on one of the windiest nights of the month. Periodically, a big gust would blow across the patio, acting like a giant bellows and scattering sparks everywhere. I guess the good news is that I didn't have to fan the flames at all.



Kenji honored me by putting the fish head in my bowl


but I graciously declined and gave it back to him