The pictures, and particularly the sound, are filling me with a rather maudlin nostalgia, but I should note I am battling a gin hangover. The chilly aisles of the convenience store, the heat of the street outside, wandering aimlessly and contentedly. Never looking over my shoulder for fear of I don't know what.
I definitely miss those octopus balls, but that dessert should dispel any lingering beliefs that all Japanese possess an innate sense of aesthetic balance. That's a glorious mess, no matter how tasty or refreshing. There's that phrase used for Osakans of 'kuidaore' (eating yourself bankrupt), I'm not sure exactly how true these days, and that dessert seems to express that desire for excess as it's got about every bean/jelly combination going on it. That's probably the gin still talking, I should stop looking at it!
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Date: 2004-08-29 02:21 am (UTC)I definitely miss those octopus balls, but that dessert should dispel any lingering beliefs that all Japanese possess an innate sense of aesthetic balance. That's a glorious mess, no matter how tasty or refreshing. There's that phrase used for Osakans of 'kuidaore' (eating yourself bankrupt), I'm not sure exactly how true these days, and that dessert seems to express that desire for excess as it's got about every bean/jelly combination going on it. That's probably the gin still talking, I should stop looking at it!