Ordered a sushi set for dinner. 🍣
Hey, isn’t there any soba noodles?
The chef said that soba noodles are part of the set, but they aren’t served in winter. Of course, that’s not mentioned anywhere on the menu. But, it seems they’ve been doing this every winter. Buckwheat isn’t around in winter. But hey, rice isn’t either, right? 🤔
Leaving the Japanese restaurant, I surprisingly felt a bit hungry on my way home. I mean, after ten pieces of sushi, a bowl of udon, some rice with fish roe, and even crab tempura, how could I still be hungry just because I missed out on a tiny bowl of soba? Ridiculous! My leptin hormone must be slacking off on sending those signals to my brain’s satiety center. 😅 Just a little patience, and I’ll feel full. But, thanks to my brain’s hunger center nagging at me, I found myself stepping into a convenience store. 🛍️
In front of the shelf filled with various breads, I picked up the awkwardly illustrated ‘Roaring Apple Cream Bread’. What kind of name is that? But by the time I get home, the hunger will probably fade away, so it didn’t matter whether it was Roaring Apple Cream Bread or Meowing Strawberry Red Bean Bread. I shoved the bread I paid for into my bag and headed back home.
Sitting at the table at home, here I am.
Seriously, what kind of name is that? Probably tasteless too.
But strangely, my hunger persists. 🤷♂️
Wow… if the staged image looks like this, what does the actual bread look like?
It’s hard to believe. 🤔
Since childhood, I’ve heard that bread must be eaten with milk, so if I’m having bread, milk should follow. Of course, I’m not eating either. 🥛🍞
But after the udon, I craved something refreshing and wanted an orange. Bread, milk, and an orange… What should I choose? 🍊
Oh, eating something is just a given now?
I chose the bread and milk. Once chosen, you gotta gulp it down. 🤤
Surprisingly, it’s delicious beyond expectation!
The orange seemed lonely. 🍊😔
One star for memories, one star for love, one star for loneliness…
Suddenly, Yoon Dong-ju’s ‘Counting the Stars at Night’ came to mind. I don’t know why either. 🌌
Peeled or not, it didn’t look any less lonely.
It looked even lonelier…
It looked so sad, like it would dry up and become a mummy. So, I had no choice but to pop it into my mouth… and wow, it’s not the saddest thing, but the sourest! This isn’t an orange; it’s a pocket of acid. My lips burned as if the juice was scorching them. 😖
And that’s it, can’t eat anymore. The end. 🚫
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