Back on terra not-so-very firma in Japan and there are always three pressing priorities (besides sleep of course): a good soak in a deep hot bath; a flagon or two of sake; and a slurp of fine soba. In that order. The first I achieve at home, naturally. The other two are just a very short stagger away, courtesy of our neighborhood noodle artisan.
Score three out of three. And I get bonus points — and serious street cred — for the umami- (and ammonia-) rich fermented shellfish innards that came with the sake.
For the dashimaki tamago omelette, I just get to pat myself on the back.
Kamo-nanban tsuke-soba...
Now I really feel like I'm back — and in good shape for my first day of work!
