Friday, January 23, 2009

The Way Home



This is one of the busiest intersections in Osaka, although it doesn't particularly look like it from the outside. Trying to ride your bike through the (all too fast) green light means playing a real-life version of the old classic Frogger, looping around people and past the obscenely slow-footed youth of this city while, simultaneously, trying to not knock into the dozens of other bikes speeding by. Inner city biking is the best, and I recommend it to absolutely anybody who has an interest in almost killing themselves or other people dozens of times a day.

Today is the third day in a row that I've eaten at Subway. I can't help it. Their "seasonal" menu (nearly every fast food restaurant here carries temporary "seasonal" items, which naturally always appeal more to me than the rest of their offerings) is the "chili bean wrap" -- it's merely chili beans, cheese, tomato and peppers wrapped up in a toasted tortilla, but as tortillas themselves are difficult to find here for less than a billion trillion dollars, I am hooked. It's almost like Mexican food. By which I mean, it's almost like poor American Mexican food.

I give up. I can't defend it. It's total crap. But I love it. I'll probably eat it tomorrow too.

Anyway, the entire reason for that segue is that I was on my way home from Subway when I snapped that picture. Eat fresh, people. Somebody, please enjoy a meatball sandwich for me, as our Subways, while being one of the few places in Japan to carry turkey, lacks the cheap, greasy meatballs I love from home.

I always end up craving meatballs when I'm abroad!

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