Taking a Trial Lesson
I was actually feeling good. I had thought my chronic bad condition was due to my drinking habit, but it turned out to be just my stomach. I really appreciate God for giving me a hint on how to solve the problem. I attended a trial English class at Nova, near Yokogawa Station. The lesson was useful, but the payment terms did not suit me. I needed to think about it. I visited the yakitori bar Nobushi. I had forgotten it was Friday, so it was packed. I moved to another standing bar. It was just average. I entered a teppanyaki bar, but the atmosphere and the bar owner’s attitude were not good, so I left immediately without sitting down. I visited another bar, where the female owner strongly recommended a red wine. It was ordinary, but when she asked me how it tasted, I replied, “Delicious!” I returned home just after 9 pm. I fell asleep around 10:30 pm.
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- Taking A Trial Lesson I was feeling good actually. I thought my chronic bad condition is due to my drinking habit but it was just my stomach. I really appreciate God, He gave me a hint how to solve the problem. I attended an English class at Nova in Yokogawa station nearby. The lesson was useful but the payment term is not fit for me. I had to consider about it. I visited the yakitori bar Nobushi. I forgot it was Friday so it was packed. I moved to another standing bar. It was so so. I entered a teppanyaki bar but the atmosphere and the bar owner's attitude was not good so I get away at once without sitting. I visited another bar. The bar owner lady strong recommended me a red wine but it was normal; however, she asked me the taste so I answered "Delicious!". I returned at home just after 9 pm. I fell asleep around 10:30 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
