Old Man with Taiyaki |
This is where I surreptitously took a picture of the Taiyaki maker - he must have been about 98 years old, bent completely double over the fish-shaped grids. (For those who don't know - let's have a gratuitous picture of the Taiyaki:)
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They look like fish but don't taste like fish |
I tried to ask whether they had dried fruits. I tried to speak Japanese, but it turns out the word for dried fruits is, in fact,ドライフルーツi.e. dried fruits. This painfully reminded me of the time I spent ten minutes describing eye-drops for dry eyes to a pharmacist (in the end, it turns out, in Japanese it'sドライアイーor Dry Eye) and the time in the conbini when I needed a spoon (スポーンor Spoon) and in the cafe, asking for butter (バター or butter) and so on and so on...
Monkey in the supermarket. |
I cycled here and there (あっちこっち行って来た)and then gave up in exhaustion. A neighbour stopped me in the library and said how she'd passed me in the car - big hills around here aren't there? she said. Yes, I said. Yes, there are.
Homemade Okonomiyaki on a special grill |
My homestay father (let's call him T-San for short) poured me the usual Sapporo beer (no better in the world) and an extra tipple of Shochu mixed with hot water or Shochuoyu. Shochu is a distilled spirit made from sweet potato or potato, whereas Nihonshu - what we know as Sake - is made of rice.
A long-standing mystery explained to me...
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