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Walked over to Owamni by the Sioux Chef restaurant for dinner. Enjoyed a meal of indigenous, pre-colonial  ingredients in modern recipes. This is a popular restaurant, especially since it won a national James Beard award for the best new restaurant in America. We’ll be back to try out another season’s ingredients.

We met friends at United Noodles, a large Asian supermarket, too-cold-to-walk distance from our home. In their cafe, we enjoyed Hawaiian mix plates, which have distinct Asian influences. Afterward, we explored the aisles, selecting dry and fresh noodles, Japanese curry cubes, furikake, rice cracker snacks, chicken parts for a broth, and fresh vegetables.

As the last remnants of Christmas were being packed away, my friend and I navigated three labyrinthine floors of the Mall of America. Our only purchase was coffee and pastries in a cafe operated by a credit card company.

As the sun was rising, the temperature outside was -1°F. On Sunday mornings, Dwight dons earbuds to listen to the BBC’s Gardeners’ Question Time while tending to his plants. Here, two rolling racks and a wheeled pallet look pretty good. The plants had better look good; otherwise, if pest management fails or they’re unhappy with the light levels, they’re out. Gardening can be a ruthless activity.

We’ve declared this a shut-in weekend while the cold weather continues. We both took advantage of the workout room downstairs, and Dwight started reorganizing the plants, preparing for our escape to a warmer climate (even though it’s still a month away).

When I took this picture at sunrise, the outside beckoned, but the ‘feels like’ temperature was -6°F. Dwight and I agree the ‘feels like’ temperature scale should be adjusted for age: for us, it feels closer to a bone-chilling -20°F. I used to jog in this weather, but today, I’m opting for a Skyway walk.

We have moisture sensors under appliances and sinks connected to our Internet of Things to alert us of leaks. Now, I’m aiming to automate the water shutoff process. Working with this ceiling space today was quite a challenge while exploring ways to install motorized overlays to control the valve levers. Unfortunately, there’s no space to automate the hot water valve, but I may have better luck with the cold water valve.

Our annual New Year’s Day tradition: walk then lunch at our local. Had it been any colder, we would’ve ditched the walk and gone straight for the warmth and refreshments.

Installed VPN on the TV so we can ring in the New Year with TVE 1 (Spanish TV) at 5:00 pm Central Time, which is midnight in Spain. New this year: optional/necessary automatically generated English subtitles. Our home is filled with the wonderful aroma of sofrito, the base of the paella I’ll finish cooking once it’s midnight in Madrid.

A friend and I embarked on a quest to check out public art on the University of Minnesota’s east bank campus. At the Center for Magnetic Resonance Research, we peered through windows, eventually finding doors to a fancy lobby housing a sculpture called Humanaissance. Noticing us testing doors, a receptionist kindly buzzed us in. I suppose our age made us look harmless enough.

Completed Himeji Castle today. It was a team effort, with Dwight building the top three floors. There’s a surprising amount of detail, including ancillary buildings and a walled courtyard. It can be opened to reveal an interior. I’ve taken this low-angle photo to highlight how the vertical tapering of the main building creates an illusion of extra height. Click through to see how tapered it is.

A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned this impressive light fixture, but didn’t include a photo. Today, I happened to walk past our post office and snapped this picture. This 365-foot-long fixture was installed when the lobby was built in 1933, and it was reportedly the longest in the world at the time. I’m a big fan of indirect lighting, so I really appreciate this fixture.

Walked in a general northeast direction until rain started, as forecast. Took a bus back.

Back in April the cherry blossom (sakura) would be late at Himeji Castle, providing an opportunity to check out the most visited castle in Japan before the crowds of sakura season. I arrived early in the day, my hunch was correct, I was able to walk straight in and explore without the usual crowds. Afterward, I ordered the LEGO model. It’s an engaging alternative to our usual fall-back at this time of year: a jigsaw puzzle.

Mr. Têdé politely declined a gift of dinner for two at Owamni by the Sioux Chef, a restaurant with a national reputation and the first in the nation serving dishes made from ingredients known to the original Americans. Although it’s a short walk from our home, we’ve never been, deterred by sometimes challenging-to-secure reservations. Mr. Têdé expressed concern about the possibility of bear being on the menu.

The two of us are cooking up a storm just for ourselves. Santa’s received the “please, no gifts” notice. “I do not want what I haven’t got,” as sung by Bettye Lavette, sums it up. Grateful and contented, I am.