Notebook from the Maison de Kyoto
I am having lunch at a Japanese restaurant near where I live, where the staff are wonderfully friendly, where the sashimi is good and where they have a photo on the wall of a Ferrari GT racing car, signed by some local hero whose name I do not recognize. On the way home I shall […]
I am having lunch at a Japanese restaurant near where I live, where the staff are wonderfully friendly, where the sashimi is good and where they have a photo on the wall of a Ferrari GT racing car, signed by some local hero whose name I do not recognize. On the way home I shall […]
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