We’ve finally grasped a normal routine at work and our ability to predict what we need to cook on a daily basis is becoming much more accurate.
Hence, getting off of work early means I can make it out to Bunkyo-ku from Ebina with enough time to relax for the rest of the night.
Ahhh…michi no ku…
Hey master, what are those giant beans? “Soramame, they grow towards the skies.”
There were plenty of jokes to be said, but instead our time was spent stuffing our faces with giant, boiled beans.
And rice balls.