Ten days ago I was in Tokyo
Friday lunchtime and we had a Bento Box lunch. See photo. Wonderful.
The test of loving a city is to spend a short time there, come home and think about the experiences The remembrance of just two days is as sharply focused as being there now: One could describe the streets or the floor of a restaurant with extreme detail, smiles, atmosphere, excitement.
Why do cities get under one's skin? Oh Tokyo!
'Bento' by the way means convenient in Japanese.