The wine urges me on, the bewitching wine, which sets even a wise man to singing and to laughing gently and rouses him up to dance and brings forth words which were better unspoken. ~~ The Odyssey, Homer
after an extremely long and warm walk through the nakamise dori, we landed ourselves in an even warmer okonomiyaki restaurant (sometaro) where we sat cross-legged on tatami mats and gulped down ice tea and sweltered. the mother didn't care too much for the place, but i've wanted to cook my own yakisoba onnahotplate all my life, so *raspberry*
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