Eddy and I have been hankering to
go back to Japan lately--craving
Japanese breakfast, talking about ticket meals, looking longingly at
our waving kitteez. Thank goodness Houston has a
Japanese Festival each year. It's not nearly as wicked cool as the
St. Louis version, which is just amazing beyond words. But it did satisfy our desire for karakuchi.
We also saw some ikebana demonstrations
and some kamishibai
When we were listening to kamishibai we learned that in Japan dogs say "wan-wan" so we are trying to teach
Norman. Finally, we partook in the much-loved
Japanese tradition of sticking your face through cut outs.
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