Che is in Tokyo and my life is filled with the grave responsibility of being a host. I've had to instruct her on the foibles of the coffee maker, show her ticket machines, and take her to hot spring resorts. I've become the sage and source of knowledge on all matters cultural and gastronomic, including the correct way to eat deep-fried weeds, what sumimasen means when yelled loudly at the waiter, and why we were presented with two bananas when we paid for our meal.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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Please Ms. Beastie, I am also wondering about the bananas. I never got any when I was there! (is that some sort of bad reflection on myself? horror)
I'm afraid I was a very poor host, Pixy. I had no idea what the bananas were for. They might a nice smoothie the next day, though.
um, bananas?
you MUST explain.
If only I could.
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