A French Restaurant

Hiroko really wanted me to enjoy a fine French dinner, so when she was home for the summer she left some money with her parents to take me out to this French restaurant they’ve been patronizing for years. I can’t say the food was really up my alley, indeed, the food rather splattered all over the buildings on either side of my alley, without any of it actually making its way up the alley itself. It was an interesting experience, though, to try the French food she’d been raving about for years. I guess. Seeing Hiroko’s family again was quite nice; they are always so accomodating and generous. I was reminded of the weeks I spent at their house toward the end of my stay in Japan, when I was unwell and spent the days lying around reading Nijuuseiki Shounen comix. Ahh.