Tiny biscotti! One bite or two?
And then the highlight of the evening...not only did we get to meet the actual Iron Chef Kobe, but we got our picture with him! He was so sweet and patient; he took individual pictures with our whole 9-person posse, and even signed autographs. Yes, we were a bit star-struck.
Hiro, mom and me at dinner at my favorite restaurant in Koga, Dalwhinnie. Cheap, delicious make-it-yourself okonomiyaki and an amazingly well stocked bar (as Sarah noticed, they even have 2 kinds of absinthe!).
Perikyura (Print club). A Japan-only experience. Take a variety of pictures in a humongous photo booth then decorate the pictures with more special effects than a Jerry Bruckheimer movie, all to the beat of exceedingly crappy, yet frenzied J-pop.