Photo by myself behind the scenes of Otafuku, in the East Village.
One of my favorite eateries in New York is a standing room only, and serves savory, made-to-order Japanese dishes. Here's a photo posted earlier showing the exterior.
As our vacation is winding down, I'm experiencing an odd sensation regarding Time.
At home days seem to whizz by. On Mondays especially, 2 pm arrives in an instant. By the end of the week, I'm frantic and frustrated that I hadn't gotten more done.
On vacation, time is slow and then fast. The travel is always a little scary. Driving the rental car, with or without street signs along dirt roads. The first day is usually very long. Then you get to know a location. You find a favorite place for breakfast place and coffee, where to buy water and snacks.
What would daily life be like if it felt the same as vacation time?
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5 comments:
cela donne envie, j'adore la nourriture japonaise.
At this point, I wish I were on a relaxing vacation again. :)
Hmm, looks tasty!
I think the pace of things depend on where you live. When I was in Boston last Spring I noticed a much more relaxed rush hour then there is here in NY. It seemed like no one was actually rushing. It was nice.
Nice photo btw.
I thought that it was roti!
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