that restlessness again... for something new, for something challenging, for something to rejuvenate the soul... and the palate...
i've been searching for a place like this for so long... with upside down yellow chairs nailed to a pink wall...
with giant Japanese parasols suspended in the ceiling... dappled in the afternoon sunlight...
with a shadowbox full of memories and mysteries...
with shadowboxes full of remembrances and secrets...
where they hide among big banana fronds...
and then, one mouthful of my rainbow sushi and everything is alright in the world...
nothing beats old school, though... food for the famished soul and the tired hippocampus...
banana tempura... with the toasted sesame chasing the blues away... best when shared with one teaspoon...Surla in my mind...
i shall return.








