Naramachi (literally "Nara Town") is the former merchant district of Nara, where several traditional residential buildings and warehouses are preserved and open to the public. Boutiques, shops, cafes, restaurants and a few museums now line the district's narrow lanes.
The 🎌NICHI🎌"day" to day language barrier that I experience, has done me dirty many of times out here. But nothing stung quite as much as when I dunked my spoon into this rich red broth, pulled out (as I always do) and reached the spoon up to my lips. Only to find that this soup was "ice cold" (Frank Ocean voice). I mean, it had its fair share of red flags, there was no steam coming from the soup. The bowl was cold when I touched it. But still, cold ramen, like soup and noodles, this is some shit that I've never heard of before. Luckily that broth was still rich in flavor. So fuk it, lezzz eat.
1. As I said, that soup was still rich. It takes quite a skill to get it to that level. I mean, think of a cold tonkotsu or miso, that shit would be absolutely garbage. It would lose some flavor and I'm sure the oil and fat and water would start to separate. But here, the flavors were revving to go. The ground meat offered a nice meaty base. But the headliner were the chopped up nuts. It added a bite throughout the entire bowl. Seriously, I found myself digging out nuts at the end of the bowl. Leave no nuts behind. #LanceArmstrong And it paired well with that green onion too. 🙌🏼🙌🏼 And the top was like frothy bubbly.
2. A cold soup means more emphasis on the noods, and trust me, they didn't let me down. They were Hakata style-esque, thin and hard. And that is just how I like it.
1. The element of surprise. Like expecting water, but getting some bitter ass tea instead. Or digging in for some ice cream, and it's all melted. Actually, melted ice cream is the best, I take that back.
Like a cold tantanmen, it was really good, it did what it was striving to do. It hit all the flavor points and it was rich, but on a rainy cool summer night, I need that heat! But 90 bowls into this ramen journey thus far, gotta respect that they could do something completely different... And I didn't even know it was coming... Fucking kanji.
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On June 30th there was the Shinto Great Purification Rite called ‘Oharaeshiki’ at the Okunitama-jinja Shrine.
In Shinto tradition, all unhappy or unfortunate incidents such as diseases or natural hazards, etc. are thought to be connected with sin and impurity.
Therefore, the purification ritual to ward off impurity and pray for good health and fortune is held every year on June 30th.
By passing through the ring (Chinowashinji Shinto Ritual), impurity and sins are broken, and you become physically and mentally pure for the next half of the year.
Hitogata (paper doll) is used to transfer sins and impurity by rubbing it on your body.
Write your name on the paper doll and rub your body with the paper doll.
Then, breathe onto the paper doll and put it in the stream.
«Горячий источник Тавараяма» расположен в городе Нагато, префектуры Ямагути. С историей, насчитывающей более 1100 лет, он долгое время процветал как горячий источник для лечения болезней. ♨️
Здесь повсюду царит атмосфера старой Японии, и это также является одной из особенностей Тавараяма.
Создаётся ощущение, что время буд-то остановилось в этом маленьком старинном городке с безлюдными улицами и древними деревянными постройками.
Однако терраса кафе, где можно наблюдать цветущие гортензии, подсвеченные небольшими традиционными фонариками - очень даже гармонично вписывается в эту атмосферу старины, что позволяет почувствовать ощущение полного умиротворения 🎎🎐
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Could not sleep a wink in February, so the guff of day-to-day life became real dreamy instead.
Just meandering from place to place performing mundane but nonsensical tasks. Constantly arriving and not able to recall for the life of me how I got somewhere. Once, woke mid-sentence mid-task in a friend's kitchen, calling out, 'i'm putting the kettle on top of the microwave now!'. Here is a photo of one of those bitterly cold mornings - or evenings, when I was awake - or dreaming. I couldn't tell the difference.
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We visited this fantastic auberge in Hakone when the COVID-19 is slowly approaching Japan in March😱
Foods unbelievable, onsen bath amzing😊
Once upon a time, a beautiful princess Orihime sat by the Star River (the Milky Way) and weaved. Her father Tentei (天帝the Sky King) loved her clothing, so Orihime worked very hard. Her father was happy with her work, but one day noticed that Orihime herself was sad. She told Tentei that working as hard as she did, she did not have time to meet anyone and fall in love. She was lonely.
Tentei hated to see his daughter sad. He looked far and wide, and found a cow herder, Hikoboshi, minding cows nearby. Tentei arranged for the two to meet, and sure enough it was love at first sight.
Soon the pair was married and as happy as can be. In their happiness, both had forsaken their duties. Orihime’s weaving lay untouched by the river. Hikoboshi’s cows wondered all over the sky.
Tentei got angry when he saw how negligent the young couple had become. As punishment, he separated them on the opposite sides of the star river.
Once again, Orihime sat at her work, but Tentei saw that this time she was even sadder than before. His daughter’s suffering softened his heart. From then on, on the 7th day of the 7th month, for one night only, Orihime could meet her husband Hikoboshi (provided their work didn’t suffer).
When the long-awaited date came, the two lovers raced to the star river, only to realize that it still separated them. Desperate to be once again in her husband’s arms, Orihime fell on the riverbank in tears.
A flock of magpies flying by saw the young woman’s distress. They extended their wings over the river and allowed the intrepid couple to cross. Before flying away, the magpies promised to come back every year and lend their help again.
From that time forth, Orihime and Hikoboshi could meet once a year. However, legend continues, if it rains the night of the 7th, the waters of the river rise, and magpies cannot build their feathery bridge.
Photo by @ag___8462
Thank you for the great photos