For Flatのテーマソング / For Flat Theme Song.
Ducks In Da Club / Contrecoeur
ネットの海を回遊するは、匿名の蝶の群れ
O先生によるエナメル紹介
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うっかりカツカツやって来て、うっかり居ない。( By O.) |
2025/05/06
雨の日のワッフル / Rainy Day Waffle / 路過蜻蜓 Piano in the Attic / Leslie Cheun / 張 国栄
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| Rainy Day Waffle |
ワッフルの試作品を食べてから早何十年後の2025年、5月の雨の午後に、Uber Eatsでワッフルを注文しました。
大昔食べた時は、カリカリが強いワッフルだったので、お洒落な食べ物としか思っていなかったんですけど、美味しいですね！
2025年のワッフルはですねー、もちフワなんですね。食べたらお腹に溜まる。
ハーフサイズで700円です。それにナッツを10gトッピング。+100円です。
合わせたのはドリップコーヒー。
美味しいですね。
私達はもう晩ご飯要りません。
これで2食目です。
チョコレートの奴だったんですけど。
頼むとこんな感じで届きます。
素敵タイムならお皿に乗せてもいいし、
ケースに入ったままでも気持ちが落ちないよう、
英字のペーパーを敷いてくれるので、
私はこのままでも何だか特別感があります。
良い午後のお茶でした。
雨の中、届けて下さって有り難う御座いました。
私の住む街では、新緑が濃くなり、その上に蒼く細い線が無数となり、雨となって届いています。
1年の中で最も美しい、清風の雨ですね。
昨夜、レスリー・チャン(Leslie Cheun,張 国栄）の路過蜻蜓 / Piano in the Atticを聴いて、美しく穏やかな水辺を思っています。
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| Chocolate and Nuts on Waffle |
On a rainy May afternoon in 2025, decades after eating a prototype waffle, I ordered a waffle from Uber Eats.
When I ate these waffles long ago, I thought they were just fancy food because they were so crunchy, but they were delicious!
The waffles at 2025 are - you know - sticky and fluffy. If you eat it, it will fill your stomach.
Half size is 700 yen. And topped with 10g of nuts. It is +100 yen.
Drip coffee to go with it.
It is delicious.
We don't need any more dinner.
This is our second meal.
It was a chocolate one.
When you order it, it arrives like this.
You can put it on a plate if it's a nice time, or
they put English paper on it so you don't feel down
even if it's still in the case, so I feel kind of special as it is.
It was a feel so groove afternoon tea.
Thank you for delivering it in the rain.
In the city where I live, the new green is thickening and the thin blue lines on it are innumerable, and they are arriving as rain.
It is the most beautiful and blue wind rain of the year.
Last night, I listened to Leslie Cheung's “Piano in the Attic” and thought of the beautiful and calm waterside.
When I ate these waffles long ago, I thought they were just fancy food because they were so crunchy, but they were delicious!
The waffles at 2025 are - you know - sticky and fluffy. If you eat it, it will fill your stomach.
Half size is 700 yen. And topped with 10g of nuts. It is +100 yen.
Drip coffee to go with it.
It is delicious.
We don't need any more dinner.
This is our second meal.
It was a chocolate one.
When you order it, it arrives like this.
You can put it on a plate if it's a nice time, or
they put English paper on it so you don't feel down
even if it's still in the case, so I feel kind of special as it is.
It was a feel so groove afternoon tea.
Thank you for delivering it in the rain.
In the city where I live, the new green is thickening and the thin blue lines on it are innumerable, and they are arriving as rain.
It is the most beautiful and blue wind rain of the year.
Last night, I listened to Leslie Cheung's “Piano in the Attic” and thought of the beautiful and calm waterside.
Translated with DeepL.com (free version)
2025/05/05
Stop The Rain TABLO × RMについて
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雨 雨は降るだろ |
本文中に暴力的な描写が含まれています。苦手な方は読まなくていいです。
雨
雨は降るだろ
Stop The Rain / TABLO × RM 公式訳より
Stop The Rainがドロップされるニュースを2日前に偶然知りました。
楽曲は最初の部分を聴いてすぐ購入しました。
和訳の歌詞を探し、唯一TABLOさんが許可した公式訳ということで、こちらの和訳をじっと考えていました。
あちこちでこの歌詞はTABLOさんとＲＭさんのリアルであると指摘があります。
私は、最初の夜はそうかな、と思ったんですが、翌朝、これはStop The Rainの世界にいる、或る青年だと輪郭を置き直し、この楽曲世界を見つめました。
虚無という言葉で和訳されていますが、私はStop The Rainの1本のラインは「無力」だと感じています。
冒頭に引用した、
雨
雨は降るだろ
を見る限り、Stop The Rain内ではまだ雨が降っていません。
鈍い雲を見上げながら、青年は「俺はこの雨を止めようと思う」と繰り返し心で言います。
降る雨を止めることなど出来ないのに、青年は、暗く家具のあまり無い蒸した部屋から外に出て、空を見上げ、
俺はこの雨を止めようと思う
俺はこの雨を止めようと思う
俺はこの雨を止めようと思う
と繰り返し、影のように一人で佇んでいるように私は解釈しました。
なのでStop The Rainのタイトルは、「雨を止める」だと認識しています。
今はもう演奏されていない、どこの楽曲すら知らない、あやふやな記憶として残っているのが、
「Freezer in Children」という楽曲です。
偶然、ライブ演奏で観たんですが。
これは"氷漬け"では無く、粗大ゴミ置き場に捨てられた2ドア式の白い鉄の取っ手が付いた冷蔵庫の中に、子供が誤って入り窒息死する事故が、大昔の日本国内で多発していました。
おそらくそれを唄っているのだと、当時分かりました。
昔、燃やせないゴミの山で、
「無力」が傾いたまま棄てられている、
から、数十年後に、
「無力」を見上げ、既に降り始めた雨を止めると誓いながら佇んでいる青年
は、ヌルい棚の上で眠っていたつもりの子供なのかな、
なんて、冷んやりと暗くなってきた、雨を運ぶ風に覆われた夏に進む空を想います。
"俺はこの雨を止めようと思う"
墜落したのは鳥ではないでしょうか。 この青年自身。
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| Hello Rain Day |
The text contains violent descriptions. You do not have to read it if you do not like it.
"Rain
well Rain."
Stop The Rain / TABLO x RM From the official translation
I stumbled upon the news of Stop The Rain dropping two days ago.
I bought the song as soon as I heard the first part.
I was looking for a Japanese translation of the lyrics, and since this is the only official translation approved by TABLO, I was thinking about this one.
It has been pointed out here and there that these lyrics are realistic for TABLO and RM.
The first night I wondered if that was true, but the next morning, I redefined myself as a young man in the world of “Stop The Rain” and looked at the world of this song.
The word “emptiness” is the Japanese translation, but I feel that one of the lines of Stop The Rain is "can not do."
As far as the quote at the beginning,
"Rain
well Rain."
It hasn't rained yet within Stop The Rain.
Looking up at the dull clouds, the young man repeatedly says in his mind, "I'm going to stop this rain."
Although there is no way to stop the rain from falling, the young man steps out of the dark, unfurnished, steamy room, looks up at the sky, and says, "I'm going to try to stop it from raining,"
I'm going to stop this rain.
I'm going to stop this rain.
I'm going to stop this rain.
repeatedly, standing alone like a shadow.
So I recognize the title of Stop The Rain as “Stop Rain Can Do."
The song that remains as a fuzzy memory, which is no longer played and I don't even know where the song is from, is
“Freezer in Children"
I happened to see a live performance of it.
It was not "iced", but rather a song about a two-door refrigerator with a white iron handle that was thrown away in a junkyard and a child accidentally entered and suffocated to death in Japan many years ago.
I realized at the time that it was probably a song about this.
Decades after
“Can Not Do” was abandoned in a pile of unburnable garbage , a young man stands looking up at “Can Not Do”,vowing to stop the rain that has already begun to fall, a child who thought he was sleeping on a slimy shelf,I wonder if he is a child who is going to sleep on a cold, dark, wind-covered summer that is carrying rain.
Looking up at the dull clouds, the young man repeatedly says in his mind, "I'm going to stop this rain."
Although there is no way to stop the rain from falling, the young man steps out of the dark, unfurnished, steamy room, looks up at the sky, and says, "I'm going to try to stop it from raining,"
I'm going to stop this rain.
I'm going to stop this rain.
I'm going to stop this rain.
repeatedly, standing alone like a shadow.
So I recognize the title of Stop The Rain as “Stop Rain Can Do."
The song that remains as a fuzzy memory, which is no longer played and I don't even know where the song is from, is
“Freezer in Children"
I happened to see a live performance of it.
It was not "iced", but rather a song about a two-door refrigerator with a white iron handle that was thrown away in a junkyard and a child accidentally entered and suffocated to death in Japan many years ago.
I realized at the time that it was probably a song about this.
Decades after
“Can Not Do” was abandoned in a pile of unburnable garbage , a young man stands looking up at “Can Not Do”,vowing to stop the rain that has already begun to fall, a child who thought he was sleeping on a slimy shelf,I wonder if he is a child who is going to sleep on a cold, dark, wind-covered summer that is carrying rain.
Thinking about the sky.
"I'm gonna stop this rain."
I think of the bird that down. This young man himself.
"I'm gonna stop this rain."
I think of the bird that down. This young man himself.
Translated with DeepL.com (free version)
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| I'm gonna stop this rain. |
雨が降っている庭・本日の雑感（不定期） / Raining Garden, Today's Miscellaneous (Irregular)
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| rainy blue |
素敵な名前を持つ庭には、いつも雨が降っている場所があります。
雨を気取る、でも良いし、雨に例える、とか、雨を模す、など様々な言い方があると思います。
時々日常で、その場限りの瞬時の遊びを日本の街では良くやっています。
例えば若者だった頃の私の場合は、自分にしか分からない、離れて見たらトリコロールになっている色の組み合わせでカジュアルウエアとか、誰かに乾杯したい時に、1人で無駄にシャンパンを頼んで、そ知らぬ振りをしていたり。
そういう事を気取っているとか、洒落ているとか、少し嫌な感じに茶化す人も少なくありません。
けれど割りと街では、私はそんな遊びをずっとやっているし、聞けば、街生まれ・街育ちの人達も思い当たる節がたくさんあるようです。
大きな街育ちでは決して無いんですけれど。
私の場合は、3、4歳くらいからビルの中が遊び場だったし、粗大ゴミに出す予定の古い茶箪笥を開けて、見たこともない虫に慌てて扉を閉めて逃げたり。
鳩は当然、手の届かない憧れの大きな鳥だったし。
そういう中で、小学校に上がり校則という言葉を知る前に、街で50メートル100メートル先までそっと足を伸ばしては、小さな冒険を一人でしていました。
路面電車の中で一度でいいから、そんなに好きでは無かった瓶入りのファンタオレンジを飲めば、周りの人達は大きい子供だと認めてくれるかもしれない、と生まれて初めて自動販売機にコインを入れ、向かって左側に空けられた、冷たい低音が響く栓抜きで、金属製の蓋を梃子の原理で開けたり。
あそこの角の端正な板塀の上にあった茱萸（グミ（フルーツ））の実は、和装のお婆さんに1日5個までなら食べても良いと言われた、とか。
丸い水滴が降り続けている明るい静かな日常で、街の姿勢や街でのやり方を知っていったのでしょうね。
いつの間にか典雅でリッチということになってしまった、本当は街での習いであった遊びが、もっとたくさん語られればいいのに、と良く思っています。
例えば、気障という言葉があって、それは今では良くない言葉のようですが、実は私は、そうかな？ と不服です。
相手が綺麗な言葉を用意してくれているのに、なぜ茶化すんでしょうか？
初夏、麻のジャケットに衣替えすることや、洒脱な仕草、良い飲み物を季節に適切に注文することは、そんなに贅沢で見映えばかりを気にしているんでしょうか？
そういう口煩いだけの、ミニスカートとパーマとファッションと街の洒落を全力で憎む人々は、私が十代の頃に全員撲滅された筈だったんですけど。
力及ばず申し訳ございません。
残りの人生の全時間をかけて、生き残り共を退治して周りますので、皆さんは、可笑しな事を言い出すテーブル席のバカ共に気がついたら、つま先まで鞭を振り下ろすように一瞥してやった後、ご自身の時間や街の流れを楽しんでいて下さいね。
20250505 14:28 文章を直しました。
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In a garden with a greatkawaii name, there is always a place where it rains.
There are various ways to say it, such as “pretending to be rain,” which is fine, or “likening it to rain,” or “imitating rain,” which is also fine.
There are various ways to say it, such as “pretending to be rain,” which is fine, or “likening it to rain,” or “imitating rain,” which is also fine.
Sometimes, I might say that we do well in the streets of Japanese society, playing with the instantaneous in the real world on a daily, ad hoc basis.
For example, when I was a young man, I would order a bottle of champagne and pretend not to notice it when I wanted to make a toast to someone.
Many people would call it pretentious or fashionable, or even a little disgusting.
However, I've been doing this kind of thing all my life in the city, and if you ask people who were born and raised in the city, you will find many people who can relate to this kind of thing.
In my case, I never grew up in a big city.
I used to play inside buildings from the age of 3 or 4. I used to open an old tea chest that was to be put in the garbage and run away in a panic, closing the door behind me at the sight of an insect I had never seen before.
Pigeons, of course, were big birds that I longed for that I couldn't reach.
In that situation, before I knew the word “school rules,” I would quietly stretch my legs in town and have little adventures 50 meters, 100 meters away, step by step, all by myself.
If I drank Fanta Orange, which I didn't like that much in a bottle, just once on the streetcar, people around me might recognize me as a big kid.
The old lady in kimono told me that I could eat up to five gumi (fruit) on the neat wooden fence at that corner.
I suppose that in the quiet everyday life where the crystal-clear drops of water kept falling, they came to know the attitude and ways of the city.
I often think that it would be nice if more people talked about the games that were actually a common practice in the town, which somehow became a matter of elegance and richness.
Many people would call it pretentious or fashionable, or even a little disgusting.
However, I've been doing this kind of thing all my life in the city, and if you ask people who were born and raised in the city, you will find many people who can relate to this kind of thing.
In my case, I never grew up in a big city.
I used to play inside buildings from the age of 3 or 4. I used to open an old tea chest that was to be put in the garbage and run away in a panic, closing the door behind me at the sight of an insect I had never seen before.
Pigeons, of course, were big birds that I longed for that I couldn't reach.
In that situation, before I knew the word “school rules,” I would quietly stretch my legs in town and have little adventures 50 meters, 100 meters away, step by step, all by myself.
If I drank Fanta Orange, which I didn't like that much in a bottle, just once on the streetcar, people around me might recognize me as a big kid.
The old lady in kimono told me that I could eat up to five gumi (fruit) on the neat wooden fence at that corner.
I suppose that in the quiet everyday life where the crystal-clear drops of water kept falling, they came to know the attitude and ways of the city.
I often think that it would be nice if more people talked about the games that were actually a common practice in the town, which somehow became a matter of elegance and richness.
In a garden with a wonderful name, there is always a place where it rains.
There are various ways to say it, such as “pretending to be rain,” which is fine, or “comparing it to rain,” or “imitating rain.
Sometimes it is everyday life, and the instantaneous play of the moment is often done in the streets of Japan.
For example, when I was a young man, I would wear casual clothes in color combinations that only I could recognize and that would be tricolor when seen from a distance, or when I wanted to make a toast to someone, I would order a bottle of champagne alone and pretend not to know who I was wasting my time.
There are many people who would call such things pretentious, fashionable, or even a little disgusting.
However, I've been playing that game in town for a long time, and if you ask me, you'll find many people who were born and raised in town who can relate to it.
I was born and raised in the city, but I never grew up in a big city.
In my case, the inside of a building was my playground from the age of 3 or 4. I would open an old tea chest that was to be put out for bulky trash and run away in a panic, closing the door behind me at the sight of an insect I had never seen before.
Pigeons, of course, were big birds that I longed for that I couldn't reach.
In this situation, before I went to elementary school and learned the words “school rules,” I used to quietly stretch my legs 50 meters to 100 meters away in the city and have little adventures by myself.
I put coins into a vending machine for the first time in my life, thinking that if I drank a bottle of Fanta Orange, which I did not like so much, just once on the streetcar, the people around me might recognize me as a big kid. I opened it with the cold, low-sounding bottle opener on the left side.
I heard that the old lady in kimono told me that I could eat up to five gumi (fruit) on the neat wooden fence at the corner over there.
In the bright and quiet daily life with round drops of water continuously falling, they must have learned the attitude of the city and how to do things in the city.
I often think that it would be nice if more could be said about the games that were really learned in the city, which somehow became liturgical and rich.
For example, there is the word “kiza,” which now seems to be a bad word, but I actually disapprove of it. And I disapprove.
Why make fun of it when the other person has prepared ais brriant select bautiful words for you?
In early summer, is changing into a linen jacket, making stylish gestures, and ordering a good drink appropriately for the season so extravagant and so concerned with looking good?
There are various ways to say it, such as “pretending to be rain,” which is fine, or “comparing it to rain,” or “imitating rain.
Sometimes it is everyday life, and the instantaneous play of the moment is often done in the streets of Japan.
For example, when I was a young man, I would wear casual clothes in color combinations that only I could recognize and that would be tricolor when seen from a distance, or when I wanted to make a toast to someone, I would order a bottle of champagne alone and pretend not to know who I was wasting my time.
There are many people who would call such things pretentious, fashionable, or even a little disgusting.
However, I've been playing that game in town for a long time, and if you ask me, you'll find many people who were born and raised in town who can relate to it.
I was born and raised in the city, but I never grew up in a big city.
In my case, the inside of a building was my playground from the age of 3 or 4. I would open an old tea chest that was to be put out for bulky trash and run away in a panic, closing the door behind me at the sight of an insect I had never seen before.
Pigeons, of course, were big birds that I longed for that I couldn't reach.
In this situation, before I went to elementary school and learned the words “school rules,” I used to quietly stretch my legs 50 meters to 100 meters away in the city and have little adventures by myself.
I put coins into a vending machine for the first time in my life, thinking that if I drank a bottle of Fanta Orange, which I did not like so much, just once on the streetcar, the people around me might recognize me as a big kid. I opened it with the cold, low-sounding bottle opener on the left side.
I heard that the old lady in kimono told me that I could eat up to five gumi (fruit) on the neat wooden fence at the corner over there.
In the bright and quiet daily life with round drops of water continuously falling, they must have learned the attitude of the city and how to do things in the city.
I often think that it would be nice if more could be said about the games that were really learned in the city, which somehow became liturgical and rich.
For example, there is the word “kiza,” which now seems to be a bad word, but I actually disapprove of it. And I disapprove.
Why make fun of it when the other person has prepared ais brriant select bautiful words for you?
In early summer, is changing into a linen jacket, making stylish gestures, and ordering a good drink appropriately for the season so extravagant and so concerned with looking good?
Is it really that extravagant and all-consuming to change into a linen jacket in early summer, or to order a stylish gesture or a good drink appropriately for the season?
I thought all of these nagging, miniskirts, perms, fashion, and city-fashion haters were eradicated when I was a teenager.
I apologize for not being able to help.
I will spend the rest of my life exterminating the survivors, so if you notice any of the idiots at the tables spouting nonsense, please take one look at them and whip them down to their toes, then go enjoy your time and the flow of the city.
Translated with DeepL.com (free version)
I thought all of these nagging, miniskirts, perms, fashion, and city-fashion haters were eradicated when I was a teenager.
I apologize for not being able to help.
I will spend the rest of my life exterminating the survivors, so if you notice any of the idiots at the tables spouting nonsense, please take one look at them and whip them down to their toes, then go enjoy your time and the flow of the city.
Translated with DeepL.com (free version)
20250505 14:29 I fixed the text.
2025/05/04
いっつも・から揚げ弁当 / 日曜版 SP Ver,
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| ダナヒュー |
日曜日なので、穏やかな内容を書いています。
Hotto Mottoでは、私は”から揚弁当”です。
それとドレッシング付き7品目のミックスサラダ。
ポテトサラダはあまり得意じゃないんですけど、サラダはマストです。
から揚弁当は、Hotto Mottoが「ほっかほっか亭」の頃からずっと食べています。
ほっかほっか亭は以前、「ほか弁」でお馴染みで、街角の「から揚弁当」は世の中の人全員が好きでした。
やがて、「ほか弁」はHotto Mottoと別会社になり、１時期Hotto Mottoの「から揚弁当」は、「ほか弁」のとは違っていたのでかなりガックリ来ていた所、数年後に元の味に戻っていたので、再びHotto Mottoのお弁当を買うようになりました。
「ほか弁」は確か、数十年前には、私の住む街の郊外に一店舗しか無かったと記憶しています。
もし「から揚弁当」を午後の朝ご飯にする場合は、調べてみて下さいね。
今のHotto Mottoのメニューを見ると、みそ汁に「海苔とあおさのみそ汁」があり、"青さ"も全国になったのだな、としみじみしています。
青さは取り扱いのある所では、お魚コーナーの乾物の所にあります。
青さは長崎の産だった筈です。
美味しいんですよね、アレ。
お土産で頂いたのが最初で、味噌汁に入れたらあまりに美味しくてひと袋を3日で使い切ったので、3食とも青さの味噌汁にしたんでしょうね。
知らなかった商品がたくさんありますね。
店頭にそんな長く居ないので当たり前なんですが。
「スポーツ弁当」というのがありますよ。
多分、運動クラブ系の方対象なんですが。
生姜焼き、から揚、デミ＆メンチ等、3日前までにご注文願います。
「BENTOバーガー」っていうのもありますね。
焼いたご飯にサンドです。
のり弁とチキン南蛮です。要3日前に注文。
何故か「おにぎりセット」450円も要3日前注文ですね。
これ多分、松花堂弁当のジャンルで合ってると思うんですけど。
「特注弁当 松1500円 竹1200円 梅1000円」と環境に優しい紙容器の仕出しみたいな「特注弁当」1つ。こちらは1000円。要3日前注文。
オードブル・プレートメニューも要3日前注文で2200円から。
3日前注文縛りがありますが、価格は安いですね。
最近、もち麦ご飯のバリエがあるようで、すごく良いですね。
ウチももち麦を白米に混ぜて食べています。
繊維質豊富で野菜摂れないメニューの時はこれでカバーするとお腹の調子が安定するんですよね。
キッズメニューはドラえもん＆ドラミです。各520円。
今気付いたんですけど、Hotto Mottoのオフィシャルサイトではネット注文も出来ます。
いいですね、Hotto Motto。
価格も手頃で、これならUber Eatsもやってるし、ご飯充実して体調を安定させたい2週間に合っていると思います。
私の住む街では、もう初夏です。
この時期に、”夏を迎え打つ ((c) 暮しの手帖 評判料理 春夏の保存版)" 食事を摂って身体を作り始めると、夏が苦手でも何とかなります。
厳しい季節の前に、その季節を過ごす用に身体を作り替えるんですね。
食事だけで出来ます。
冬が来る前は、私個人は、グラタンとかバターとか脂肪の多いもので、牛肉などをよく食べるようになります。
きのこや豚肉は、一年中常菜として食べています。
少し元気が無い時はアジア飯ばかりです。
とにかくアジア飯です。カレーもスパイス系は、翌日体調が良くなることが多いです。
春って実は疲れるんですよね。
急に日射しが明るくなって周囲のエネルギーが上がるから、その照り返しで疲れがすごくあります。
また、長い冬で体力（寒いと体力と水分を消費するんですよ。不思議と。）が落ちているので、春の苦い野菜で乗り切っていたのが、初夏からの急な暑さでスタミナが落ちるから、真夏にバテるんですよね。
現在は学生街が消えつつあるようですが、その分、街で定食屋さんがあちこちで繁盛し始めています。
賑わいの中にも落ち着きがあるので、危険な感じの興奮が減ってきていて穏やかな活気が復活してきています。
あと10年程で街に若者が戻って来ますので、またあちこちで学生街が復活していくと思います。
フルタイムの方は定食屋さんを利用すると、割りと体調が安定するのではないでしょうか。
先日、"𠮷牛"こと吉野屋から少年達が出てくるのを見かけました。
聞くと都会では、既にお馴染みの光景なんだそうです。
塾が終わったらお腹が空くし、ママは忙しいのだから。工夫です
私の夕方のおやつはラーメンでした。
なんかパーラーみたいな所（フードコートの小さい奴）で、350円くらいで薄味の醤油ラーメンを食べていた記憶が・・・。
この20年程で少年達の夕方おやつは、吉牛・松屋なんでしょうね。
私は今でも連休が嫌いです。
街がいつも通りじゃないから。
それでは、素敵な日曜日をお過ごし下さい。
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