Talking With a Bar Owner
Just before 5 pm, I went to Cafe Yamaneko. Before I left home, my mother told me she had gone there to have a shaved ice. I read some books there as usual. The young women at the next table were talking about traveling abroad, mentioning places like Australia and Italy. After that, I visited Bar Nagomi. I did not know why, but I was suddenly filled with a sense of satisfaction, as if the space around me was melting, and I teared up. I then moved to the bar Ajia-tei. I bought the owner two draft beers, and we talked a lot. He told me he used to have a girlfriend but they broke up. He also told me he used to run a bar in the space where Teppanyaki Naoki is now located. He had once had the ambition to expand his bar, but he lost his passion. I returned home just after 11 pm, took a shower, and dove into bed.
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- Talking With A Bar Owner Just before 5 pm, I went to the cafe Yamaneko. Before I left my home, my mother said she went to the cafe to have a shaved ice. I read books there as usual. The next seat's young ladies talked about trip to abroad like Australia and Italy or so. I visited the bar Nagomi. I did not know why I suddenly fill of satisfaction, like melting the space, and I got teary. I moved to the bar Ajia-tei. I gave him two draft beers and we talked a lot. He told me he used to have a girlfriend but separated. Furthermore, he used to have the bar located current Teppannyaki Naoki's space. He had an anbition to expand his bar but he lost passion. I returned my home just after 11 pm and I took a shower, dove into the bed.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
