My mother's good friend invited my mother to a reception for her granddaughter's baptism (and also to celebrate the first anniversary of her birth). Since my father could not attend due to class, I was invited to go in his place. The reception was held at Tatami, which was formerly Todai, but taken over by new management/owners, who are Korean. Apparently the manager (owner?) is also Catholic.The quality of the hot food there hasn't changed much; I ate more sushi than usual. (The MD said she wouldn't want to hold a reception at a buffet because it's _____.) I commented in the car that having a wedding reception would be worse. It turns out that the restaurant had been booked for a wedding reception at 12. The guests? Korean Catholics. I saw two Korean priests and two Korean nuns. I suspect they are from the local Korean Catholic community. The mothers were wearing hanbok, as well as... the sisters or sisters-in-law?

The pastor of my home parish was encouraging me to continue looking for a job. I didn't want to tell him my plans, as I would think that he would judge them to be unrealistic. And maybe they are. But I still am going down that road... which reminds me I need to sign up for something. (It turns out that most of the events for May are already filled. bah.)