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awesome outing
Oct. 16th, 2012 07:44 pmHOLY SHIT JAPANESE FABRIC STORES ARE THE BEST
I OWN BUTTONS SHAPED LIKE STAG BEETLES
WHAT WILL I PUT THEM ON
IT DOES NOT MATTER
*ahem* I also got a bunch of fabric remnants and a couple of things that will make![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marzipan_pig very happy. So much amazing stuff! I was really tempted by the checkered ribbon and the metallic patch with a spurious crest that read "COUNTRY" at the bottom, but I kept it kind of reasonable. There's leather strapping by the yard with tiny silver stars debossed in it! There's this insane miracle-bead-like cord! There's all the plaid ever because that's really trendy here! (Cutest use of trend so far: A-line skirt with on-grain plaid, trimmed with about three inches of the same plaid on the bias. Looked great.) There's more polka-dot fabric even than that!
Also I successfully rode the subway to get there, which meant I got to see the little subway conductor character who has a shachihoko for a head. Aww. I retroactively missed that guy.
Today's mystery onigiri: beef kalbi mayo. There appeared for all the world, absent some mushrooms, to be stroganoff up in there. I was a little upset. Well, now I know the kanji for beef.
(The wrappers for onigiri work perfectly here, unlike the one I had a misadventure with in Boston last summer. My guess is that actual Japanese people will not stand for that bullshit. 1-2-3, crisp nori is on the rice and the plastic is off.)
But that was not the most dubious thing I ate today. That would be the Gateau Rusk GOUTER de ROI White Chocolate, which was so kindly given to me that I couldn't turn it down. This turns out to be a thin slice of crisp, slightly salty French bread (good so far) with a layer of white chocolate on one entire side (not actually chocolate, as you know). I really wish it had been dark chocolate, as that would have been delicious. It was tolerable, which is saying a lot for white chocolate. Must accelerate online Japanese lessons to the point of being able to escape interpersonal obligations!
I OWN BUTTONS SHAPED LIKE STAG BEETLES
WHAT WILL I PUT THEM ON
IT DOES NOT MATTER
*ahem* I also got a bunch of fabric remnants and a couple of things that will make
marzipan_pig very happy. So much amazing stuff! I was really tempted by the checkered ribbon and the metallic patch with a spurious crest that read "COUNTRY" at the bottom, but I kept it kind of reasonable. There's leather strapping by the yard with tiny silver stars debossed in it! There's this insane miracle-bead-like cord! There's all the plaid ever because that's really trendy here! (Cutest use of trend so far: A-line skirt with on-grain plaid, trimmed with about three inches of the same plaid on the bias. Looked great.) There's more polka-dot fabric even than that!Also I successfully rode the subway to get there, which meant I got to see the little subway conductor character who has a shachihoko for a head. Aww. I retroactively missed that guy.
Today's mystery onigiri: beef kalbi mayo. There appeared for all the world, absent some mushrooms, to be stroganoff up in there. I was a little upset. Well, now I know the kanji for beef.
(The wrappers for onigiri work perfectly here, unlike the one I had a misadventure with in Boston last summer. My guess is that actual Japanese people will not stand for that bullshit. 1-2-3, crisp nori is on the rice and the plastic is off.)
But that was not the most dubious thing I ate today. That would be the Gateau Rusk GOUTER de ROI White Chocolate, which was so kindly given to me that I couldn't turn it down. This turns out to be a thin slice of crisp, slightly salty French bread (good so far) with a layer of white chocolate on one entire side (not actually chocolate, as you know). I really wish it had been dark chocolate, as that would have been delicious. It was tolerable, which is saying a lot for white chocolate. Must accelerate online Japanese lessons to the point of being able to escape interpersonal obligations!
