Gion Chigo Mochi covered in sparkly ice-like flakes, filled with sweet and salty miso has been a Kyoto favorite for about 100 years!
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via paris breakfasts:
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via traveling food lady:
Maybe it's just me, but I swear the displays of gelato seem to grow larger and larger each time I visit Italy. The creations and new flavors are endless! I would never think to throw in a few coconut shells or melon slices to show off these mountains of creamy masterpieces . So many times I would see the attendant scoop into the gelato and I would hesitate to look for fear they would destroy this piece of edible art before I was able to get my shots.(pictures) Never fear. A few pats, quick movements with the hand and the mountain appeared again, just as lovely. Down the road, on the other side of the street were two more gelato stands. Then more and more!
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via badgods: famous poems rewritten as limericks
The Raven
There once was a girl named Lenore
And a bird and a bust and a door
And a guy with depression
And a whole lot of questions
And the bird always says "Nevermore."
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
There was an old father of Dylan
Who was seriously, mortally illin'
"I want," Dylan said
"You to bitch till you're dead.
"I'll be cheesed if you kick it while chillin'."
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via today on the interwebs:
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via our adventures in japan:
After "lunch", I went back into the rain and jumped onto the train and headed for Roppongi to check out Tokyo Midtown. This is a new office complex with lots of eateries and cafes. I wanted to see Belberry, a Belgian confiture (jams & jelly) maker. I was about to buy some marmalade when this caught my eye...purple fig chocolate...I immediately picked this up. Can't wait to try it on baguette and ice cream.
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via nyt:
State of the Art - BlackBerry Aims to Stay Step Ahead
Boy, oh boy. The bunch who brought you the BlackBerry sure has been a band of busy beavers.
Ted Stevens Receives a Hero’s Welcome in Alaska
“If I had had a fair trial in Alaska, I would have been acquitted,” he said to cheers. He added: “By providing for an appeals process, our founding fathers knew that mistakes could be made and innocent men could be wrongly convicted. This is one of those times.”
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esau mwamawaya + radioclit - the very best mixtape
...the collaboration between the East African singer and the British, Mad Decent-affiliated producers is one of the most interesting and entertaining records you’ll hear all year. Done in Piracy Funds Terrorism style, Radioclit pairs Mwamwaya’s vocals to variety of samples ranging from M.I.A.’s “Boyz,” to Hans Zimmer’s True Romance theme, from Vampire Weekend’s “Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa,” to Cannibal Ox’s “Life’s Ill.” The effect is the rare zeitgeisty type record as fun to listen to as think about. Highly recommended for anyone into afro-beat, hip-hop, radios, or clits. /passion of the weiss
devendra banhart - cripple crow
vetiver - to find me gone
vetiver and devendra banhart have a nack for writing songs that construe settings of all four seasons no matter where the sun or moon are in the sky. their songwriting is very earthbound in the broadest sense of the word. it's not earthy, per se, but if it were part of a kite, it'd be the sail that's tethered to the ground by a lil string. for my musical money, nothing perfects watching a heavy snowfall from indoors like the wintry sounds of these bearded chaps. vetiver's "to find me gone" is more wintry than their eponymous album (and with less latin flare/trucker vibe than 2008's "thing of the past"), and "cripple crow" features devendra's "long haired child," "mama wolf," and "korean dogwood:" a trifecta particularly apropos of the changing seasons as we tilt away from the sun.
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air - talkie walkie / pocket symphony
air is weirdly and aesthetically french and japenese. not even respectively. just all in one. talkie walkie continues to reign supreme as my favorite album of theirs (with 10,000hz probably ranking last). in any event, french and japanese culture are ostensibly unrelated in most respects. but conceptually, they're both rooted in fundamental originality and reinventing old concepts in their own niches of creativity and insight relative to style, fashion, food, art, etc. japanese aesthetics pay homage to nature, clean lines, and minimalism in their more refined modes, and crass commercialism, blinding and/or seizure-inducing flashing lights, and postmodern freakiness manifested in literally (probably) everything that could possibly appeal to any human sense, olfactory or otherwise. french is more of a lascivious affair, primarily jogging the more visceral and tangible senses. french art, including food, painting, sculpture, poetry and prose, clothing, wine, and a vast multitude of other humanitarian endeavors are all represented to their fullest within the broad confines of joie de vivre. not to mention, french women are some of the most coveted sexual figures in the world, and japanese pornography is home to some of the most utterly bizarre pornography in the world. it's as though the two societies were propagated by, and are still magnets for, people who essentially never grew out of that childhood phase where the world was still viewed as a place where any imaginary proposal seemed completely legit, no matter how far fetched. these kids simply happened to have grown up building their lives around the omphalos of play and possibility, as opposed to the straightlaced dutch and swiss or the power-hungry china and north korea. air is a cool band, and when i eventually get to france and japan, those two dudes will be playlisted.
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