Chef came out of the home made kitchen (home made as in they had rebuilt a house/home into this resturaunt) talking about where the fish had swum.
I suppose that makes a difference; just as the grass cows eats really differs from the grass on the other side. With pollution in the mix, who would think genes matters?
That aside – as with most overpriced foods, goods and services: pretty great stuff.
By the way, there’s a bone in sea bream shaped like a fish:
More in Japanese.
Roll sushi homeparty.
The Japanese burrito?
Taste better up in the clouds. Even if what I'm eating is fried onions.
Sadly Marius, beloved family-member, passed away a few hours ago. 18(?) years old.
Have been, and always will be, thinking of our little guy daily.
I got them. From Shanghai. It's crab-season.
…way early. More early than last year. To make up for eat we're
going to a Chinese place later tonight, with some Chinese coworkers od
Masami. Pics to follow.
It's time, once again, for the harvest festival.
More pics as things progress. Like the lines to the food-stalls. Too
tasty stuff means crazy waiting time.
Delivered Normal pizza (!) without potatoes, corn or mayo. Finally all
is good in heaven.
Payed a little visit to my trunkroom, looking for some hdd's amongs
all the boxes and whatnot. Saw a spider. Expected more small animals.
Can you tell why I dominate on Tetris, btw?
Second pic: sitting on my washing machine.
Yes. That's a claw. Sanders finest. Is this why there's no KFC in
Sweden?
Were too disgusted to complain,
(…and also accustomed to the local cousine (fisheyes, heads,
intestines, etc) and culture to think a foreigner could complain about
local (or not) food),
I just left.
Besides, what to do?
At best they'd offer -more- food. Which, after that claw, wouldn't
be that appetizing.
They had messed up the rest of my order too. Ouch. Fastfood trauma.