My old colluage Sofia (from the Razorfish era) and her soon to be hubby Pal came over. Partly to talk with telecom-giants about their pretty great stuff, partly for Hanami.
(Sorry for this picture)
Of the 3 times we got a chance to hang out, last night was squeeze-your-own-fresh-wasabi-night (Resturaunt-find courtesy of Yasu).
(Raise your hand if your name is Yasu. Right: Shinpei)
As a farewall-please-come-back-soon-gift Yasu and Naopi (Shinpei too? Probably) got them both a little something from the conbini: a Japanese comicbook, a package of instant-yakisoba, and I think even a “onecup” of sake. Because – “it is Japanese style”. My friends are the most awesomestes. Next week we’ll head on over to the 51st floor of Sumitomo building for some grilled chicken.
