No notice of the wintery breezes, pushing their unfriendly way through the cracks of space left by the twist of old wooden doorway studs, and beams, over the warmth of the irori's faintly glowing ash. No escaping either, of the romantic aroma of slowly roasted rainbow trout, tonjiru, and freshly harvested soba, that mingle and dance in magical trance with the warm nihonshu. Yet even in the midst, or might I stumble to say, warmth, of this wintery love scene, I have room to offer up to the goddess of good food for thought a BIG WELCOME to JREF.
I'm sure you'll find enough to wet your taste here as well . . . just dig right on in !! (and enjoy !!) Catch you the next click ! MM