The first was at co-farmer W's place and was a mochi making (and eating!) party using ta-da-da-dum the glutinous rice we grew ourselves.
How cool is that, huh?
W is an amazing cook and there was just so much yummy food there it was a real feast. I mean pre-dinner drinks was handmade hot chocolate with greta dollops of whipped cream on top. That's my kind of appertif!
There were kids- little kids, I think Meg must have been the oldest or at least close, everywhere though. Meg and Amy were just entranced by little baby K who is six months old and a total cherub but every baby sighting recently requires another repetition of the 'no, you can't have a baby brother for Christmas or your birthday. That's not how babies are born' explanation which gets a bit old...
What are they doing?
ahhh rolling pinches of mochi into balls.
and playing in the rice flour of course!
Before we raced off to our second Christmas party of the night Meg and Amy had a go at hammering the rice into mochi.
This is a lot harder than it looks and pretty technical if you want your mochi to taste good so it was very generous and patient of Co-farmer K to allow the girls a go and they were THRILLED and exclaimed repeatedly that the mochi they made is just the best tasting mochi ever.
Ever ever even.