グルテンフリーニューイングランド塩ラーメン

ニューイングランドの最強食材「クラム(貝)」と日本の技術が出会った。タテキが教える、クラムジュースを「塩ダレ」に使う、グルテンフリー・ニューイングランド塩ラーメン。スロークッカーで作る鶏清湯と、ボストンの魂が融合した一杯!

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ボストンパエリア

The lobster is sitting on top of the paella - bright red, surrounded by mussels and roasted peppers. My daughter's best friend and his family are leaving Boston, heading back to Japan. I wanted to give them something they'd remember. Something unmistakably BOSTON. While the paella cooked, I gave the exhausted father a NeuroVizr session. He hadn't felt that calm in months.

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牛タンシチュー

Veronika is in Boston. Time to cook. Gluten-free buckwheat pizzoccheri with spring vegetables. Beef tongue braised for hours until fall-apart tender. Roasted beets and caramelized onions salad. Then Veronika brought Nicky's mom's banana bread - I added coconut cream on top. This is what I love about cooking for Veronika: she GETS it. The technique. The time. The effort.

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グルテンフリー醤油ラーメン

Look, I'll be honest - most gluten-free ramen is disappointing. Mushy noodles. Weak broth. It's like someone gave up halfway through.

Not this one.

This is the ramen that made my gluten-free friends actually EXCITED about ramen again—crystal-clear golden broth. Real chicken chashu. That umami depth you've been missing. And yeah, it takes some time—but you're building something incredible here.

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アーティチョーク・サラダ -トナカイのボーンブロス仕上げ-

It's my wife's birthday. What she wanted: drop the kids at daycare, get coffee at Copley, and just exist. That's luxury for a busy mom. Then I bought fresh seafood from Eataly and cooked her a proper four-course Italian dinner at home. Duck magret, pasta al pescatore, insalata di artichocchi grigliati, mousse al limone. The real gift? Time, effort, and three hours where she wasn't "Mom." Just herself, being served.

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令和六年御節料理

It's 9 AM on January 1st, 2024. Everyone's sleeping off their hangovers. And I'm standing at Castle Island in Boston, about to jump into the Atlantic Ocean. In January. My kids are watching. "Is my dad crazy!?" After the 38-degree plunge, we go home to Osechi - traditional Japanese New Year's feast spread across lacquered boxes. Cold water for discipline. Osechi for intention. This is how I start the year.

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