As I was getting ready for work, I began to crave a bowl of miso moyashi from Nakamura. But as I rushed to get there before close, I was too late and the owner politely turned me down. So I ended up at The Bush, which is definitely not a bad second option.
Five minutes into my bowl, the owner of Nakamura walks in and sits down right next to me. I’m pretty sure he noticed me. I wanted to say hello, but I felt a little awkward and embarrassed. It was as if I had been caught cheating or something.
I was also about to be late for work so any type of conversation could have been detrimental. Anyhow, there will always be another day.
Back at work, a little lime juice can go along way.
I keep forgetting to take out the trash…