Oh the pleasures of taste come in myriad ways. The foods and the paths they take, swirling about our world in a bath of culture, both yeast and human. One of the greatest of which comes in the shape of the oh-so perfectly runny, not-too-gooey ramen egg, the 味付け玉子 (Ajitsuke Tamago).
Director Kon Ichikawa plucks the fruits of Eastern spirituality throughout a film that at once condemns the horrors of war and celebrates the spontaneity of life.
Japan. Land of the Rising Sun. Home of the world’s first novel. Where spirit, body, and mind are one and the same. gf.me/u/zhwucm In 2011 a mad-eyed tsunami tore through the seaside village of Rikuzentakata. As if the preceding earthquake wasn’t enough. The region fell into a state of anxiety. There remains work to be […]
Oh, Murakami, you sly fox, you mercurial and fluid, thread a web between East and west that we at once desperately need and can’t quite comprehend. And yet we return, thirsty and increasingly drunk of the elixir that is the product of your craft.
Oh, the omelet. A once and always favorite of we humans, enjoyed since time immemorial. With such a longstanding history you’d think we would have tried it all: Enter Japanese Omelet-Rice.
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Welcome to Ukiyo, the Floating World. I’m in final stages of relaunching my website furnished with an entirely new interface and a fresh approach which i’m thrilled to share with you. Throughout 2020, beyond its obviously dreamlike texture of this unsettling year, I found myself returning to the University of…