• 06Jun

    There are so many interesting foods here in Tokyo, I keep walking past and thinking “wonder what that tastes like, I’ll try that someday…” but I’m not here for long, so I’d better start tasting. And I thought you might be interested in a regular little feature, too.

    These were bought at Takashimaya, Shinjuku, I should’ve asked what they’re called. They were quite heavy, but distort ever so easily, I messed up the pretty flower shape just picking one up… guess that’s why the assistant warned me to carry them carefully, not bump them around.

    They were sweet, not sickly sweet, but getting there… certainly not good on an empty stomach. Kinda slightly grainy, I don’t mean that in a bad way, but otherwise I can’t really describe the taste – just sweet, no real other flavour. There was, what I assume to be red bean paste inside, but it didn’t taste any different to the outside really, and it all got smooshed together as soon as I put it in my mouth.

    I guess the main thing about them is they look so pretty.

    Oh, and the colours didn’t have different tastes, either. Anyone else living where they go past interesting food but never try them? Want to join in?

  • 06Jun
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    I’ve been thinking about patchwork quilts, not that I’ve every quilted before, not that I have an eye for maths or geometry or think quilting is ok for anyone but old ladies*…

    I’ve got this stereotype of a quilt in my mind, all browns and dark greens with some twee raggedy-type-doll appliquéd on…

    But I’ve seen some really cool quilt books here in Japan, even bought a couple, and there are such nice fabrics here that I’ve started browsing English-language (ie. easy) tutorials on patchwork-making…

    And a quilt would be useful, wouldn’t it?

    *sorry, yes that’s ageist, and I’ll be old and female one day, too.