Autumn tends to turn up the intensity on the nostalgia meter for me. Growing up in sunny southern California, I was always wistful for true autumn, which never seemed to hit with full force, and when it did appear at all, it was late in the season. Maybe this is why my parents always planned […]
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I have two favorite flavors of soft cream (i.e. soft serve) in Japan: black sesame and sweet potato. If you had told me a little over 10 years ago that I would be saying that, I would have laughed at you. But 10 years ago this month Mr. Fuji and I moved to Japan for […]
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