It’s getting humid in Tokyo and soon it will also be brutally hot. The romantic ideal of summer is sitting on tatami mats dressed in colorful cotton yukata nibbling salted watermelon while delicately waving…
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With babies running or crawling around, it is tough for us moms to get some peace in the kitchen. When my friend, Omi and I get together in our apartments, I noticed how busy…
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arts & music culture & community food relationships & loveContest Winners: Tea Cup Rides & Zombie Teeth
GOOD NEWS! We’ve weeded through all of the terrific entries and we’ve chosen our top favourites. I’d like to congratulate our winners and thank all of the entrants for sharing their creativity with us. And now, what…
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“Oh, I know that hotel, it’s only about 5 minutes from here by taxi.” “Or a 15 to 20 minute walk. Kyoto is so beautiful, so we’re trying to see as much as we…
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I’ve been reading a lot the last quarter: titan-like narratives, countless news articles, gripping short stories that flow like a Franzen novel and political non-fiction that unravels at the pace of a le Carré…
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“Then all around from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat…” What’s true for Max in Where the Wild Things Are also rings true for me. The need to find…
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Forgive the brevity of this post, I’ve been unplugged. In fact this post is a day late due to the fact that I’ve been offline and quite simply forgot. But sitting up in bed…
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A few years ago I lived with a friend Rebecca and her delightful partner. Early-ish one Sunday morning, I walked into the kitchen to see the freezer door open and behind it found Bec’s…