うしまど
I am keenly aware of how shallow my history with sake has been.
I started out drinking sake to get drunk when I was a student and it gave me a headache, then I got a job and became a wine drinker during the bubble economy, then I got into whiskey overseas, and recently I was surprised by the wide range of newborn sake when I started drinking Niimasa.
Speaking of Kenbishi, I remember when I was a kid, I used to collect sake stoppers and show them off to my friends. The black pattern that looked like a yakko kite was cool, but the ubiquitous kenbishi was not something I was proud to show off to my friends.
Perhaps it's the trauma of that experience, but every time I see it in the supermarket, it looks like a stale fossil left behind in the ever-changing world of sake. I pretended to be a sake connoisseur, but I knew I shouldn't mess with it. Before I knew it, I had developed a fixed image of a taste I had never had.
I've drunk all the royal sake that is popular these days, but this is definitely the royal sake. It's a masterpiece with the weight of 500 years of history and the unshakable dandyism of its creator. Kenryo, which I thought was cool as a child, was still cool.
I'm sorry, Kenryo, for everything.
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