バナ@39
The drink takes the memory back.
After my grandfather's funeral,
I have dinner with my relatives.
I've seen these relatives before when I was a child, but I don't really know their names or relationships.
If my father died now, I wouldn't know who to invite to the funeral.
Hey, stop it. It's not good to get involved in the "who am I?" business, old man.
I'll make a family tree later.
Continuing with my grandfather's memories.
I've calculated that he smoked about 1.5 million cigarettes in his life.
When I was a kid, I was still very generous and I remember he used to make me hold 500 yen to buy two packs of cigarettes at a tobacconist and take the change of 20 yen to a candy store.
Two boxes of Mild Seven Extra Light Boxes.
I remember reciting it over and over again.
My grandfather was always home, and he made snacks for me every day, which included okonomiyaki, yakisoba, and extra large rice balls.
I ate all of them as a matter of course, so I was a very obese child until junior high school.
I wanted to try a local sake, Gunma Izumi.
This was the first nigori (nigori is the Japanese word for "fresh") sake.
It is very fresh.
The sweetness, bitterness, and spiciness of nigori are very effective.
I was impressed by the skill of the aluzome brewer.
When you grow up, you see many sides of your family,
but the memories of childhood are still strong.
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