I’m Back… with Cake

Hey hey hey,

Yeah, it’s been a while, but I’ve been busy.  I had a lil’ somethin’ called high school to attend to, and I attended to it in a graceful and efficient fashion.  But I’m done (for know), which means that I’m completely free.  Oh wait, I’m taking the SAT in August and need to prep for that.  But other than that, I’m good.  Oh shoot, I forgot about my AP English summer homework in which I must “make insightful comments that analyze The Tortilla Curtain and/or your choice novel (The Chosen by Chaim Potok) and make connections to other texts, American culture, philosophical or abstract ideas or personal experience”.  And to boot, I’m in Japan for another several weeks going to four hours of language school a day.

I’ve got a lot on my plate, but I can make some room for what really belongs on a plate: food.  I’m a busy man, so I’ll keep this short and sweet.

Those who have yet to visit Japan yet probably don’t know that the Japanese absolutely kill at the pastry game.  And if you’ve read my previous posts, you already know about the depachika food heavens in the basements of department stores.  And if you have at least the mental capacity of a second-grader, you can probably guess that I ate some pastries from the depachika.  After scarfing down a solid dinnerof kaitenzushi (conveyor-belt sushi) with my friends from school, I decided to make my maiden voyage into the depachika of Fukuoka.

It’s mind-boggling to think that you could get such pretty packaging alone for roughly $3.  But never mind the box, I was eager to get to what was inside.

Just appreciate the beauty for a second.  If you remove the packaging, and put this on a fancy plate, it could fetch $12 at a fancy bakery in the States.  Keep in mind, that this magnificent specimen has an measly $3 price tag.

Look at this beautiful boy.  Upon viewing this pastry, “Love and Happiness” plays as you twirl through the grass on the banks of the Seine.  The sun caresses your cheek as you are filled with a sense of purpose and fulfillment.  All is right with the world.  And you haven’t even tasted it yet.