Edo Kaijou純米吟醸 原酒
いしどう
Orange acidity.
At first I thought it was the orange of a sunset.
But not on that big a scale.
Then, candlelight?
It's not that small, and it's not so ephemeral that it seems to disappear.
It feels more like yin and yang, or rather yang.
Four days after opening my mouth.
I finally have an image.
It's a gaslight.
A gaslight that is turned on in the evening to keep the orange color shared from the setting sun alive.
The area is still bright, but the gaslight is beginning to shine.
The orange baton that connects the space between day and night.
The exquisite acidity, which is not too bright, slowly fades away, numbing the tongue at the end.
It was an orange-colored sake that gently shines a light on your ordinary self, as if to cheer you up for an ordinary day.
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