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Directions revisited
Editor’s note: Again, this is a blog post from the past that I updated for a newspaper column. Thought the new version was better than the old, so I hope you enjoy it the second time around. My life has become dependent on a little blue dot. This little blue dot I am referring…
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The Japanese grocery store, or “What the hell is that?”
Last Saturday night I was in a yakitori restaurant eating raw chicken. That’s right, you heard me. Raw chicken. Back home in the States, we are taught to never ever, ever, ever, never, ever eat raw chicken. Don’t even touch it if there is a hint of pink. But here in Japan, it is perfectly…
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Nine months
Editor’s note: This isn’t an entirely new blog post, but is an old one that I rewrote for publication. Anyhow, it is relevant enough to repost. February marks the ninth month that I have lived in Tokyo. It is easy to make allegories/metaphors/allusions to rebirth. Instead I’ll make a more personal comparison. Moving from the…
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A trip to Osaka and an homage to octopus balls
This past weekend was a three-day holiday in Japan. I am not quite certain what the holiday was celebrating. The Japanese government enacts approximately one three-day weekend every month. Not because they are particularly generous, but the holidays are to counteract the Japanese companies’ tendency to work their employees’ fingers to the bone. Japanese salarymen…
a Nick in Time 