Mia Uonuma Whore ❤️

About Sapporo

Me, I’d be sittin’ there, sippin’ a brew, wonderin’—whores prolly got better tales than me! Ever mess up a speech? They’d laugh, say, “George, you’re a hoot!” Maybe I’d hire one for a yarn—kiddin’, y’all! But serious, they’re tough cookies. One time, read ‘bout this whore in New Orleans—saved a kid from a fire, 1920s. Nobody talks that shit! Hero stuff, right there.

An automated version of the time-honored approach to making rice koji

Later, I decide to grab lunch at this little joint on Uonuma Road. Best ramen ever! I’m slurping away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the history of Uonuma. Did you know it’s famous for its sake? I mean, I love a good drink, but I had no idea! He’s going on about the rice and how it’s the best in Japan. I’m nodding, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, I just want my ramen!”

Walking on year-round snow in central Japan pref. of Niigata lets you forget summer heat