keipon0414
"OH Tanoshige-tei" is in Kushiro, and I'm here alone. Today started late, so it's a leisurely day for Yome-san. I'll take it easy and explore. I set up a ramen shop nearby, so I'll stop by an okonomiyaki (Japanese savory pancake) place. If they have yakisoba (stir-fried noodles), that would be better, but if not, I'll go for takoyaki (octopus balls). I relied on Google Maps, and when I arrived, I was surprised to find it in such a place. It's in a residential area, and it seems to be connected to a house. The shop is small, and when I got to the front, I saw "yakisoba" written on the window for 480 yen. Is this the standard price? I used to complain that it was expensive, but maybe the market price is just high, and I didn't realize it? I ordered the yakisoba. The lady running the shop was alone, and I asked, "Can I have yakisoba?" She said, "I'll make it for you, but it will take some time." She's a nice lady; she didn't tell me to wait in my car or anything. Did she want me to wait in my car? I wonder. Well, I'll sit in a chair and wait. She brought me cold tea because that's all they had. I wonder if you can eat inside the shop. They were making takoyaki, and it looked delicious. I didn't use a thousand-layer chopstick; I rolled them with regular chopsticks. It's simple and good. The takoyaki had a crispy exterior, which I like. There were four chairs. They started making the yakisoba, but they "pinged" the noodles in the microwave. I didn't ask, but I think that was a mistake. I can't pretend I didn't hear it. Then another customer came in. I wanted to try the crispy takoyaki they mentioned. I stayed in the shop for about 20 minutes. She said, "It's Osaka-style, so should I put on a light mayonnaise?" Even if she said that, I didn't really know, so I hesitated. But then she said, "I'll put it on half." She's a quick thinker. She told me that her cat, which she had for 20 years, passed away three days ago. She said, "I cry when I remember even the little things." It made me feel like I was going to cry too. Hang in there. She said, "I'm too old to have another pet now." I can't say irresponsible things, but she's only 70; she should keep going. I ate it at home. The noodles were soft, definitely because of the two rounds of microwaving. It was a bit short, which was uncomfortable. This is also due to the microwaving. The taste is strong; it's delicious but intense. There weren't many ingredients; it only had meat. It was a troublesome yakisoba. The lady was nice, so I didn't want to give it a bad review, but it wasn't great either. Please forgive me.