Masako
No, gaijin, but my father was in the Air Force and we lived at Chitose
for a few years when I was 7-10yrs old. I learned a little bit of
Japanese from the children in the village (Chitose was a small village
then). Also had some fun times at the Noboribetsu hot springs. I didn't
discover sushi until much later. I took a few years of Japanese in
graduate school as part of the PhD program in Chinese and now try to
keep a little very basic conversation ability to chat with itamae. I
think of Hokkaido as a kind of imaginary honorary ancestral place.
That's why I am so partial to cold Otokoyama sake, I guess.
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