Deep down, I really want to be a takoyaki vendor…
Why is that? Simple. Because I absolutely love takoyaki and okonomiyaki.
Every time we eat together, I get criticized. I mean, I do go out to eat with everyone…
I’m like, “Hey, let’s get okonomiyaki!” and I recommend it every single time, but they’re like, “Again?~” and that’s their response…
Come on, it’s only been a week since we last ate it!
Do they really hate okonomiyaki that much? Well, they don’t hate it, but apparently they can’t eat it three or four times a month…
As for me, even if it comes up three times a week or more, I’m not sick of it—I’m thrilled about it…
The best okonomiyaki right now is in Sangenjaya, and they grill the octopus for you in a slightly rare state
and serve it! It’s an incredibly tiny shop and it closes early, so even if you go early it’s full!
If you go late, it’s already closed… Too bad! #It’s not like we’re taking our time!
Well, today there’s an okonomiyaki place in my Nakameguro, and it’s been there for a while but I’d never been inside
so the boss and I rushed in! “Oh, we’re full!” some guy with a weird bandana on turned us away
When I asked, “How long until we have a table?” he was already taking orders and didn’t even hear me…
“Hey, are you ignoring me~?” I said it in a loud voice and just walked back out.
So I had no choice but to go to my usual okonomiyaki place, ate there, came home, and fed my cat
and was playing on the bed when suddenly it got this late…
Ah, I wish I could live like a cat~. My cat’s gotten pretty big lately, doesn’t it weigh like three kilos or something?
When it’s cold, a cat is the best thing ever~
