Before I came to Japan, I had never eaten a okonomiyaki. This all changed on my first visit to Hiroshima city and since then I’ve been trying to find great okonomiyaki places.
Hironoya is one of them and according to my co-workers, this is only the tip of the iceberg. Hironoya is located in Fuchu city, just outside of Fukuyama. Fuchu is not a big place, but there is a small country road that pretty much goes from my village in the mountains all the way to this okonomiyaki shop. The route 417 is one tight scary road barely larger than my miniature Japanese car.
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Pizza, pizza, I want to eat a pizza!
I got hit by a violent craving for pizza yesterday. I sat all day at work revisiting my favorite pizza: New York pizza, Montreal 1$ slice after a night out drinking, my favorite spot in Paris on rue des Canettes or the numerous pizza I ate in Italy.
Having so many references doesn’t help me appreciate Japanese pizza since I find most of them blend and topped with corn and other items which I believe don’t belong on a proper pizza.
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Where does one go to eat a gigantic hamburger in Japan? There is a couple of options to calm my constant carnivorous quest for the perfect burger.
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