Yi Ban

Yi Ban

I used to dream of being a pilot. I used to dream of a lot of things. About being clever.  About being eloquent.  Also about being a little taller. Sometimes you just have to make do with the next best thing.  Watching the planes take 

Hongdae pocha

Hongdae pocha

Much as I try to bury my head in the ground surrounding tv series, I have been exposed (or rather forced) to squid game.  I don’t know much about what it is except that during my trips to the living room to check under the 

Mailinda

Mailinda

Sometimes I feel a burning desire. For food that is. Spicy food and I have an interesting relationship.  I like a bit of spice to my life and will not readily turn down a hot offering.  Although I love chilli and the first few bites 

Asakusa

Asakusa

Consistency is a good thing. Well, it is if the food is good.  If instead it is consistently less than that, other thoughts spring more readily to mind.  Although, perhaps being consistently mediocre is something to applaud as avoiding any highlights or downlights requires some 

Above Hide

Above Hide

Is that all for me? I have been starved of a bread basket for a while given that most restaurants have taken the Covid excuse to stop serving bread en masse.  Some cite the health hazards of having the bread hanging around.  Others don’t bother