Thursday, October 31, 2013
Some foods, such as goya, I learned to love. But Okinawa soba was always a favorite, a food steeped in familial love and happiness — a comfort food, through and through. A trip to the soba-ya was always met with cheers, with a big bowl of the stuff usually followed by frozen zenzai (a sweet red bean soup served as a dessert item).
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