Syncronicity

In yet another sweet twist of fate since our return from Asia, namely Japan where I fell head over heels in love with Japanese cuisine, I yesterday discovered a Japanese grocery only 3 blocks from our home. It is filled with beautiful produce, complete with shiso leaves and straw mushrooms, cold items like fresh strawberry mochi and nigiri wrapped sticky rice filled with japanese pickle or bonito, or shrimp, each of which happily returned home with me. The aisles are stacked with snacks, noodles, condiments, kitchen tools, teas, sweets and soup bases. But the most precious item in the store is the owner, excited about Japanese food and very eager to help. My love affair continues to grow and I couldn't be more excited about what will come of it.