I was very nearly locked up in the early hours of my third day in Japan. It was about 4am when the cops pounded on our door and I was groggy from jet lag and learning to sleep on a futon. I opened ...
Japanese
Osaka, sushi and what happens when I’m told I can’t
In 1991 Mrs Hagiwara sent a note home to my parents suggesting that I discontinue Japanese lessons - it wasn't working out. Languages are not my strong suit and Mrs Hagiwara had a point. But ...
Gyoza
Last week D and I have declared Japanese Friday.We spent Friday night drinking Asahi, Sapporo and sake and enjoying a delicious sushi platter from Sakana at Mooloolaba. As a starter I thought ...