Experiências Missionárias: Missionary Dinner
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One of the things I grew to love about Japan was the food. I still love to eat sushi, curry, mabadofu, etc.
The following story happened while I was serving in Hitachi (1984). My companion (Elder Troy Woolf) and I baked some cakes to take to our investigators. We went to see the Koizumi family. Koizumu san is a doctor who owns his own hospital, and a house to match! He was just coming home when we dropped off the cake with his wife. Of course she invited us in.
When he arrived from work, we got talking about our favorite foods. Elder Woolf if I recall enjoyed chinese food, and I expressed my taste for sushi. Then Koizumi san insisted we all go out and eat dinner. He took us to the Hotel Tenchikaku in his Mercury Grand Marquis! I remember how weird it was to be in an American car with the driver wheel on the left side. The waiters were dressed in black tuxedo's. We ate like kings! The menu included sweet and sour portk, friend noodles with chopsuey, mixed vegetable with chopsuey, shredded beef with green peppers, sauted shrimps peking style, shark fin shoup with crab meat, fried vegetable rice with onion soup and chinese wheat tea. WOWZERS did we eat like kings!
I remember that in a Japanese restaraunt when you want to call the waiter you simply clap your hands twice really loud and they come and serve you. The koizumi's found us missionaries to be rather perculiar. They were interested in why we didn't drink alcohol or smoke. They respected us for not being like other youth who like to party. We had a great discussion about the role the priesthood played in our youth in helping us prepare for a mission. We naturally talked about baptism. We had been phsycially fed and spiritually fed that night.
Upon our return to the Koizumi home, his wife brought out the cake that we had given them when we first arrived. She wanted us to have a piece. We were so stuffed. But she insisted we have just a little piece. To our surprise the cake tasted great! Then she had a piece of cake and said it was delicious. There's a reason why she had us try the cake first.
Before Elder Woolf and I taught the Koizumi's, they were taught by an Elder Bear. He and his comp had also baked cakes, but apparently had used to much baking powder. Mrs Koizumi told us that it was so aweful, that if they were ever given something again by the missionaries, they would have the elders try it out first.
We all had a good laugh. I wonder what ever became of the Koizumi family. Perhaps someone knows and can share it with us. |
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