…when celebrating birthdays with these guys
(I deleted the cake picture to my face…)
Nights out
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Fun, but most of all: dirty inventive. The Beer-marinated, served by the hand Napolitan was born.
(The place were cleaned Monday… Right: Jumping ropes)
(Right: Thanks Kosei, we wouldn’t want to get dirty by some beerdrops)
Mattias, a.k.a. unagi, came to town. In need of some elevation we headed for Park Hyatts New York bar 52 floors up for cigarrs and a few cosmopolitically correct drinks. No, not cosmopolitan – long island ice tea. Hold the mint, straw and most of the coke. I don’t do drinks that comes in a pointy cylinder-shaped glass.
We talked about sex on spacecrafts, private trains and the good old days of Razorfish Tokyo; representatives from Sony in sweaters and jeans.
Aah, the days when you could afford to look sloopy.
(fan-tastic times)As previously stated the bbq went down yesterday and it was all pretty great -there was much rejoice. I rejoiced until 6 am and currently update this blog while suffering from overrejoicness. So I’ll keep it short:
(Who’d bring nori (dried seaweed) to a bbq?)
(Right: a waterhose found its way to us. Then everywhere else)
(A new addition to Gyamas Tamabi-designs . That outfit was a hoodie before we got to the Izakaya)
(Casper, with his replacement)What’s with all the goodbyes lately? Caspers bye-bye party. Karaoke afterwards of course. Until 6 am, once again.
Gizmo, the guy taking over Caspers spot at Tamabi, will have a hard time filling his spot. But yesterdays (todays) testdrive vouched for a pretty swell summer-term.
Casper, we all will miss you. Come visit soon.
Update (05/09):
Sorry, “Kimo” and not “Gizmo”. But I will hold on to “Gizmo”. More great.
Graduation ceremonies and parties for friends, Hanami-season, University started, blablablablablabla, more posts to come. Later.
* update (4/10)
Here’s to old post. Added & arranged some March-ish posts timelinely.
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.
Dressing up seems to be the thing to do at Tamabi. I’ve a whole new wardrobe since I started. A third of it by choice. Below are photos from last year.
We pot-heads had some nabe on Tuesday. To those who doesn’t know what nabe is, it’s any ol’ big pot, usually filled over and over with meat, tofu, veggies, mushrooms and perhaps some fat noodles called udon.
The nabe was over at my friend Tsubasas place, who’s toilet I think (by the way) looks troubled.
Also had some “Kaki”. Which we absolutely had to look up in the dictionary. “Japanese peach” is what I would call a Kaki. Looks like an orange tomato though. Practice makes perfect.
