In A Jam
One of my colleagues had already spent a year in Japan. After returning home, she was still dreaming about it five years later so she came back.
She said that one of the hardest things was the change to constant Western food, and that she couldn't stomach it for weeks.
I've decided to slowly bring my diet closer back to how it was before.
Guess the flavours.
12 comments:
on the left, cherry jam, on the right, burnt toast and one with honey.
Both wrong. Any more guesses?
And what is going on with all these Jewish names and references? I don't understand the relevance.
on the left seaweed, on the right marmalade... eh senor?
Blueberry and orange/marmalade?
what other western food are you eating?
Blackcurrant and apricot.
Mum, Dad, one right each.
Anyone going to go for gold?
Blueberry and apricot.
exactly the opposite! unlucky!
which means, 8 comments later, the answer is still up for grabs.
Blackcurrant and marmalade then.
wooooooo! We have a winner.
I'll present you with your very own pot of jam on your arrival to Japan. And, you get to choose the flavour. Lucky girl.
well, it kept me entertained for a few days anyway.
thus this is the most commented post i think. what does that say about toast?
That's exactly what I just said to Keiko when I saw 11 comments! Now 12!
Which means, this ties with that train suicide entry.
So my blog's memorability boils down to jumping in front of trains or eating toast. I'm glad I bothered!
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