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Fukuoka, 2024.06.04
Last time I was in the city, I found a pho place named the same as the town in southern Kyushu where Mari's parents live. Tonight I went back for another round.
I still haven't had a clear view of the place, because they sit my directly next to the door, but I don't really need to see it. They have an online menu in Japanese and Vietnamese and I get by with photos. I've sometimes thought that if I had to survive on just three cuisines, Vietnamese would be one. (Along with Mexican and Turkish.)
The spirit in the office seems good. Tuesdays and Thursdays, everyone is expected in the office and with visitors from other areas of the company in Tokyo along for the ride this time, it was fairly bustling. 😎