I’m in the home stretch. Tomorrow night, I’ll be boarding a flight back to Vancouver and the departure will be bittersweet. While I’ll be glad to set aside the fine dining for the foreseeable future (I am so looking forward to a simple bowl of Steelcut Irish Oatmeal), there are many, many things I’ll miss: the culture, the energy, and, of course, the many people I met while I was here – a little over twenty-five terrific new friends in all and I feel like I was just getting started.
Yesterday, I went to lunch with yet a new friend – actually a friend of a friend now a friend – the lovely Tomomi. She got herself volunteered to spend time with me compliments of a mutual acquaintance, Theresa, but I made a point of making the experience as painless as possible by keeping the conversation clean and chewing with my mouth closed. I think I made a good impression because she agreed to accompany to Yamada Chikara for my last Tokyo dinner.
For lunch, we went to an Italian restaurant recommended by The Peninsula – Il Ghiottone…
























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