Series of records from a while ago
I'm sure I'm not supposed to like sweetness, but it's elegant and I can drink it swishy.
The octagonal? The Chinese-style stir-fried pork and peppers with a hint of octagon?
Series of records from a while ago.
I had the summer version in Hiroshima, but this may be the normal version.
No peculiar taste.
It melted harmoniously with the stomach-friendly grated Anno sweet potato and pumpkin.
A compilation of records from a while ago.
Doburoku, which I saw, tasted, and felt alive.
When I paired it with the rumored blue cheese ham cutlet, I understood the meaning of doburoku as a substitute for sauce.
This one, too, is Rikuu.
The bitterness comes first, followed by a wave of spiciness.
It is not a strong drink.
I think it would go better with a meal with a strong flavor.
I think I ordered it at the right time.
An assertive sake that does not deny the strength it receives from its name.
Maybe it was because it was at room temperature, but it has a smoky aroma.
I casually reached out and bought it.
The gap between the sweet taste of the drink and the hot and spicy feeling that remains after drinking it is very attractive.
It's not bad to pick it up without thinking too much.
At saketaku.
The moment you put it in your mouth, it is fluffy and sweet, then comes the bitter taste, but the aftertaste is clean and refreshing.
It may be quite an unusual flavor.
I think vaguely that I can be helped by this kind of person.
The lack of peculiarities in a good sense may not be memorable.
But if I meet him again someday, I feel that I will be spoiled by him.
Anyway, it is definitely a delicious sake.
This is the first hometown wine of the year that I had ordered on the spur of the moment when I was drunk.
The special look and the noble sweet flavor reminded me of the episode where the brewery follows the perspective of wine making.
The feeling that you have drunk sake is a little lacking.
But if you close your eyes and taste it, you can feel the concept of "neither male nor female, but a HUMAN that transcends borders.
It is precisely in times like these that it soaks in and heals. A drink with a story.
At Saketaku.
At best, I can get along with anyone. At worst, I'm a two-way girl. I don't mean to sound bad. It is indeed a delicious drink. It's just that there is nothing outstanding about it that makes it hard to remember unless you record it.
I received this item as a hometown gift, and brought it with me when I went home.
It's a clear yet slightly yellowish sake, which is a bit surprising given its appearance, and it's so refreshing that it's perfect for sipping.
It may not be a fair judgement when it's the first sake I've had with my father at night in almost two years, but it's a pleasant sake with a gentle yet not overpowering taste.
At my age, I am reminded once again that it is precisely because no one knows how long time will last that we should enjoy it without fear.
At saketaku.
I drank it all slowly and deliberately.
To be honest, I can't find any distinctive character, but I think it is a sake that can be matched to any occasion.
It has a slightly yellowish appearance.
It is said to be dry, but it has a slight sourness, which enhances the meal rather than tasting the sake itself.
I agree that it goes especially well with fish.