Going To The Izakaya
I worked hard until over 6 p.m. yesterday. My mother went to watch a baseball game. Then, I had dinner with only my father, so I wanted to leave home because he is difficult these days. I went to a bar alone. It was a lower-class hangout. Almost all people there loved playing pachinko. Apparently, due to the customers’ economic level, dishes and drinks were extremely cheap. That bar was smoky. However, I love a Japanese izakaya. I think the bar is genuine, authentic, traditional Japanese izakaya. I had five different alcoholic drinks. I fell asleep at around 9 p.m.
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- Going To The Izakaya I worked hard until over 6 p.m. yesterday. My mother went to watch a baseball game then I had to have dinner with only my father so, I wanted to leave home because he is not interesting these days. I went to a bar alone. It was lower class people's hangout. Almost all people were loved gambling of pachinko. Apparently, due to the customer's economic level, dishes and drinks were extremely cheap. That bar was smoky by smoker. However, I love Jpanese iszakaya. I think the bar is genuine, authentic, traditonal Japanese izakaya. I had five various alchole drinks. I fell asleep around 9 p.m.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
