The Last Visit
I started packing to leave Japan. It was not such a tough task. In the evening, I visited Komeda Cafe and read some books. Then, I went to Nagomi and Kitaro, two bars. I got the idea of eating okonomiyaki at Naoki, but it was packed and there were no seats available. Therefore, I visited Ajia-tei instead. I stopped by my home and left some sashimi that I could not finish at Kitaro. I brought several small books about my blog and some bento stickers and gave them to the bar owner. He displayed them at the bar and sold them. I told him that I had visited Naoki, but there were no available seats. I asked him if he could make some kind of okonomiyaki. Then, he made me a huge okonomiyaki even though it was not listed on the official menu. I talked with the bar owner, Oki-san, for a long time. I smoked a cigarette with him. I teared up a bit because it might have been my last visit there. I reflected on how many things I had experienced at the bar. I did not want this night to end. I fell asleep around 1:30 am.
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- The Last Visit I started packing to leave Japan. It was not so tough task. In the evening, I visited the cafe Komeda Cafe and read books. I went to the bar Nagomi then Kitaro. I got an idea to eat Okonomi-yaki at Naoki but it was packed, no seats. Therefore; I visited the bar Ajia-tei isntead. I stopped my home and I left packed sashimi which I could not finish at the bar Kitaro. I brought and gave several my small books of blog and bento stickers to the bar owner. He displayed and sell it at the bar. I told him that I visited Naoki but it was no availabl seats. I asked him if he cook kind of Okonomiyaki. Then, he cooked me super big Okonomiyaki even though such a menu not listed on the official menu. I talked with the bar onwer Oki-san very much. I smoked cigarret with him. I teared a bit because it must be the last visit there. I was reflecting how many happenings that I experience at the bar. I wanted never end this night. I fell asleep around 1:30 am.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
