It is always a bit of fun finding out which class to eat lunch with. Especially at elementary school. Each day that I am at elementary, from Wednesday to Friday, it is my job to announce and to check with our vice principal (head of school operations) as to which class I will be eating with.
Today was the fourth grade students. What a fun bunch. From sitting together and waiting for our meal to begin, to playing rock, paper, scissors together -what a blast.
Today’s menu was especially tasty. I was aspiring to out and eat katsu curry for dinner after work and before taiko, but school lunch today was just that, curry. Did I get enough of the sweet enough, but tasty, tingly curry? No.
You can bet that after I get home, unpack and oragnize myself after the day, after my taiko bag is packed and I out the door towards taiko practice, I wil be in-filling myself with katsu, katsu curry. There are just some days when a guy needs a good breaded and fried cutlet atop curry to satiate his grumbing belly. And for me that day is today. Maybe with a cola, maybe without.
Food has always been atop the menu for me here in Japan. I may be ridiculed -or most of it may be self-ridicule- for not outing and trying new dishes every time I dine out, but when you need katsu for the soul you just gotta get it. Or I have to, in fact.
This weekend will see me holed up and watching films, cleaning my house, and watching the snow melt. If I behave, and if I can order everything just right I will be out by bus to another town for an onsen experience on Saturday. But that experience will not come before Saturday morning’s breakfast of say, Hungarian fried toast, coffee dripped fresh from my new glass drip-filter, and fruit. And after I manage to peel myself from the comfortable confines of my home will I then onsen my way to soaked skin and purified pores, and bottled milk after the long soak.
There’s always more to look forward to. It’s just a matter of seeing what best fits, or has been fitted next for you.
Have a fine Friday -when yours, too does arrive.
Fridays mean coffee, and coffee means bright eyes -or addicted smiles and shakes.
Happy weekend,
Ciao
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