Since before even departing for Japan, my Beloved Brother Aj, who is also a terrible butthole like how older brothers usually are, requested that I “bring him back a ninja” from Japan.
There’s nothing like a cup of hot miso to get you going in the morning—so light and scrumptious! Also, I have no idea if this is standard in Japan, but the bread slices were mega thick and freakin’ huge.
We returned home to a spread of delicious sushi. Awaiting us was Hisako’s mother and father, of course, as well as her sister, Atsumi-San, and her sister’s husband, Kesuke-San.