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blacklillyDue to last week's sad news I wasn't in the mood for posting these pictures, so here they are.
After my meeting in Tokyo last week I went to a ramen shop with a few people. I couldn't find anything that didn't have pork in, apart from the 'Baseball'. So I and Rueben (another teacher) ordered that. Everyone else ordered grown-up food. I particularly like the juxtaposition between the Snoopy bowl and the pint of beer behind it. I even got a scoop of ice cream for dessert.
On Sunday Atsuko took Shinobu and I to her aunt's soba restuarant in Takato. It's a 100 year-old building (given the propensity for these things to be burned or shaken down, this is old) and deliciously cool against the early summer heat. I had the soba set - soba, sushi-type rolls, tempura vegetables, miso, pickles, green tea kantan jelly. Whilst eating I got to watch black swallow-tail butterflies a-fluttering in the garden. Unfortuately for my companions I was extremely tired, having had a 'night on the tiles' so wasn't very perky.
For dessert we were given coffee and sesame manju. Mochi/manju and green tea is ambrosia. I'd have it every tea if I didn't fear for the health of my teeth. I've pressed the little pansies in my Japanese phrasebook and am saving them for some attempt at an arty collage.
Oh, and to finish, proof that I teach little kids, and they don't get eaten/sacrificed to the Old Ones. And that they are actually pretty darn cute (when they're not throwing tantrums):
Turn your head, I can't make the picture right itself.
Now I want mochi and soba-cha.
After my meeting in Tokyo last week I went to a ramen shop with a few people. I couldn't find anything that didn't have pork in, apart from the 'Baseball'. So I and Rueben (another teacher) ordered that. Everyone else ordered grown-up food. I particularly like the juxtaposition between the Snoopy bowl and the pint of beer behind it. I even got a scoop of ice cream for dessert.
On Sunday Atsuko took Shinobu and I to her aunt's soba restuarant in Takato. It's a 100 year-old building (given the propensity for these things to be burned or shaken down, this is old) and deliciously cool against the early summer heat. I had the soba set - soba, sushi-type rolls, tempura vegetables, miso, pickles, green tea kantan jelly. Whilst eating I got to watch black swallow-tail butterflies a-fluttering in the garden. Unfortuately for my companions I was extremely tired, having had a 'night on the tiles' so wasn't very perky.
For dessert we were given coffee and sesame manju. Mochi/manju and green tea is ambrosia. I'd have it every tea if I didn't fear for the health of my teeth. I've pressed the little pansies in my Japanese phrasebook and am saving them for some attempt at an arty collage.
Oh, and to finish, proof that I teach little kids, and they don't get eaten/sacrificed to the Old Ones. And that they are actually pretty darn cute (when they're not throwing tantrums):
Turn your head, I can't make the picture right itself.
Now I want mochi and soba-cha.
