When one of your best friends since high school turns fifty - and there's a hoshigaki workshop at a local farm on her birthday weekend - you know exactly how you are going to celebrate. Okay, she isn't technically a high school friend, but she's married to a high school friend and quickly became one of us as soon as we met her! Beware: When you spend time with friends from high school, sometimes it's as if all those years in between vanish. We were listening to 80s hits in the car on the way to the farm and our jokes were pretty juvenile...lots about balls and, well, I'll just leave this one here from our stop at a succulent garden shop on the way home. Three of us were independently taking photos of these while the fourth told us 'dirty old ladies' to knock it off. Then we posed for a group photo and threatened to gift these to each other for Christmas. Okay, enough of our antics and back to these Japanese balls: hoskigaki . Hoskigaki are dried, preserve...
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