Possible Dates and Ballet Burgers

This was a good week. I've finally gotten back in the groove of practicing Japanese and working out (although my damn weights still haven't arrived. I'm thinking I'll ask one of my coworkers to translate it more accurately for me and decide what to do from there. No freaking idea where to buy weights here in Matsue... I guess I have friends now, maybe I can ask them. Regardless, the effect has been a steady good mood throughout the week because my taskmaster of a brain isn't berating me as often. Also, something in my mind has finally clicked and I'm now able to at least try to communicate with people. More on that later.

Saturday was Open Mic Night again! It was really fun, and even more people came this time. I also got to witness what was possibly the single most adorable thing I have ever seen.

That's right. Two Pictures. It's that damn adorable. You might remember the dude on the right. He was at the last Open Mic. This time, he brought his family and they did a family song. The little girl was shy at first, but everyone clapped really loud for her and she totally got into it. She was also intensely interested in Sarah. When they left for the night, she seriously stood there waving and saying by to her for close to a minute while her parents were trying to get her to come with them. Also, impressively, the song was very good.

Open Mic is also where I finally started speaking Japanese. One of Seiji's friends came a little earlier than everyone else, and she only spoke Japanese. Maybe it's because I've been practicing so much lately, maybe it was just because I was in a good mood and, thus, less nervous about speaking, but whatever the reason, I launched into a full-on conversation. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I was suddenly fluent or something. I definitely still suck at Japanese, but I was able to get my point across and understand enough to have a fully-functional conversation with someone that didn't speak a word of English. Ever since then, I've been able to do the same thing with other people, which has made practicing about a million times easier (and I can do it at a bar while drinking! Wayyyy better than memorizing kanji ><) On a somewhat related note, I'm pretty positive I set up a date with the girl for next weekend. I have no idea how that happened (okay, that's kind of a lie, I might have semi-sorta definitely moved the conversation in that direction, but I really didn't expect it to work).

After Open Mic, Seiji and I went to 5150 to see Masashi (the bar owner buddy of mine I mentioned before). Seiji insisted we were only going to have one drink, and I agreed. Four or five drinks later, we were still there, and I was doing my best to hold a conversation in a foreign language without falling of my bar stool (we also drank at Open Mic, so yeah...). I also now have a story that involves the owner of a bar insisting I finish his drink because he couldn't keep up with me. It's only awesome if you don't know the context though... Masashi never drinks. He accidentally overfilled a glass and didn't want to waste it, so he said he would drink it. Two or three sips later, he was done. Don't tell anybody that part though. It's our secret, okay internet?

I also agreed to go an event the next day that will probably get me laughed at by every guy I know. On Sunday, I willingly saw a ballet performance. I know, I know, I've already willingly surrendered my man card to the proper authorities; they're doing the paperwork as we speak. Honestly, though, it really wasn't that bad. One of Masashi's friends was performing (I think he said she was the lead female dancer) We got there a little late, so we had to stand for the first half. The second half we all got split up and sat different places. I got to sit with one of the guys I didn't know (about 8 people went in total) in a back row with a low cement wall right in front of it, which meant that my legs were cramped as all hell for an hour and a halfish. Meh, I'm used to it. There was only one other dude in the back, he was pretty old and Masashi introduced him as the "Otousama". Now, Otousan is "father", but in this context I'm almost entirely positive that it was a formal title of some type. I don't entirely know how dance performances work, but I got the distinct impression that he was in charge of it or funding it somehow. Something like that. Anyways, look at some pretty pictures!

They did four "dances" (I use the term loosely, since each one was about a half hour long), only one of which actually resembled ballet. I was surprised. They were all pretty good performances, too. I wasn't overly impressed until I found out the five girls on the bottom are actually high school students (I think that's what Masashi told me, I might not have understood completely). Before that I had just thought they were a pretty decent dance group, but I had been assuming they were all professionals that danced for a living, not high school students that do one performance a year. I think the last dance was the only one I was a bit disappointed with (well, there was a final dance with the two pros, but I don't count that cause it was really short). It was (an apparently popular, according to Masashi) story about a homeless girl that eventually dies. The beginning was really freaking good and incredibly somber, but the story goes that every time she lit a match, she got a good feeling (it's Winter and she dies from being caught in the snow in the end). So about two or three times throughout the piece, the dancing got really active and the music was all upbeat and happy. For me it kind of killed the whole "this is a sad story and you should feel sad" mood that they established so well at the beginning. I have no idea if it was good technically, though, because I know nothing about the technicalities of any dance style ><

After that, we went to get food. We went to what I can only describe as a Japanese version of Denny's. I got a hamburger. Because I'm cool like that.

It was alright.

I then proceeded to go to 5150 again and talked with Masashi and Jiro (one of the guys that went with us) since we were the only ones there. It was really good for Japanese practice, but also kind of frustrating because I'm rapidly realizing the limits of my conversational abilities.

I left a bit early because I was tired, and when I woke up this morning, I saw this:

Yeah, it's fucking snowing again. Ridiculous.

I had my first private lesson, and I'm pretty sure my teacher was just gauging my level the whole time. We pretty much just talked, which is okay because it's good practice. Next time we start reviewing from the books I have, and eventually we're moving on to new books. So yeah, with any luck I'll be getting better at this whole "being able to communicate" thing soon.

Random stuff:

1.) On Sunday, I think I was told that I was tall or had someone comment on my height at least a dozen times. Way more than usual, and these are mostly the same people I usually hang out with. No idea why they were so interested on that particular day.

2.) When we were leaving the ballet performance, the dancers were lined up by the door thanking everyone that left and talking to some people. When I went past, they said something I didn't understand and giggled ridiculously loud. Sometimes I REALLY wish I was better at Japanese. Probably doesn't help that I think I was the only foreigner there ><

3.) Here, have some more awesome Engrish from my office:

What's even better is that the strawberry has a sad face. There's a pink one next to it with a happy face.

4.) I found a random shrine-type thing (Okay, I'm a nerd because now I'm thinking of a shrine Pokemon. Anyways....) down a side ride pretty much in the middle of a freaking parking lot today on my way back from buying groceries. No idea what it's for, but it looks well-maintained.

That's all, folks. Next week I have Australia Day Party, a possible date, and an entire day off spent at follow-up training. So yeah, I can see that week going either way, really.

Sacraments and Funky Cuts

Another week of little activity... the weather needs to get better so I can actually do things again.

It. Won't. Stop. Snowing. Seriously. Every freaking time the snow melts off the ground, it snows again and puts more of the infuriating whiteness back there. I can't ride my bike anywhere, and there's no way in hell I'm walking around places in a the snow unless I have to. It's fun for about ten minutes, then it's just cold. I wanted to go grab some sushi yesterday or today, but the ten minute bike ride would be a thirty minute walk in current conditions. Bah.

Satoko continues to be one of my favorite students. I thought the food before was just a one-time thing, but apparently she's planning on doing it whenever she comes in. Mayumi sensei (my head teacher) said that Satoko apparently views me as something of a grandson. That works for me, I definitely had a severe shortage of awesome Japanese grandmas before.

I posted this on Facebook already, but this one has me smiling! (Happy now, Danielle? It looks as awful as predicted) Especially with the smile, my inner child is ridiculously dissapointed in my new default battle regalia. I'm not even supposed to know what half of this shit is or how it functions. Wanna know the worst part? Don't tell that little petulant bastard in my head that rails at me for growing up..... I freaking love wearing suits now.

Random stuff:

1.) My students call Sacramento "sacrament". No matter how many times I correct them, they say that I'm from "Sacrament". It's a little bit hilarious to me.

2.) The weather here is the most confusing thing ever. I could go into a long-winded rant about it, but I'll just give you one example from this week that pretty much sums it up. I was teaching in a classroom that had a window early in the week. When I had left home in the morning, it was completely sunny, but a few hours into my shift it was snowing like a mother fucker. Suddenly, it just stops snowing. Completely. And it's sunny. For about five minutes it's like this, then it starts snowing again. Half an hour later it was hailing. Then it rained. Then it snowed lightly for the rest of the day. What the fucking fuck, Mother Nature? Maybe the obscenities here are a bit extreme, but this is ridiculously frustrating.

3.) Found out why there were kimono girls last week. It's a coming of age thing. Every year, girls that are turning twenty dress up in kimonos and go to events. Then a bunch of them get plastered since twenty is the drinking age here. So there's a day where a bunch of Asian women go out and get drunk then... no. No, I'm not making the driving jokes. Not gonna happen. Nope....

4.) This may be of interest only to me, but I found out something interesting in one of my discussion classes this week. We were doing a unit on families, and I posed the question "What is more important in a family, blood relation or emotional bonds?" Now, I honestly assumed the response would mostly be blood relation. That's kind of what I've always learned about Japan, even in a collegiate setting. Every single one of my students, without even a second of hesitation, said an emotional bond was most important. Blood relation is worthless, they informed me, if family doesn't care for each other. Given a hypothetical scenario between a close-knit extended family that all lived together, a family where the parents were divorced but still involved in their child's life, and a family consisting of two married men that adopted a Chinese girl and African boy, they said that the third family was the best because they all loved each other. Now, given, my class only had three students, but they're pretty much about as far apart as you can get demographically speaking. Color me legitimately surprised.

5.) Got another hair cut this week. Got it cut closer this time, which is good, but now I have an issue. You see, the back of the neck wasn't cleaned up very well. The hairdresser pretty much just got the outlying growth, so now I have this weird fade of obviously newer hair. I didn't catch it while I was there, so it's obviously a bit late to solve it that way. I tried to fix it a bit myself and, well, the results aren't so bad that they're easily noticeable, but it definitely looks worse if you take the time to look at it now. I'm scared to try to do anything to fix it. Maybe I'll just wait til my next time in and make sure it gets taken care of. Bah.

That's all I got folks. ISN'T MY LIFE SO EXCITING?!?!

Edit: I lied, that's not all I got. I also went to my first free Japanese lesson taught by volunteers last week. It's from 10 AM to 11:30 AM on Saturdays, but I have to be to work by 10:45, so I pretty much only get to stay for 1/3 of the lesson. Better than nothing, I guess? The lesson I went to was fucking nerve wracking though. They have far more volunteer teachers than they do students, and they were all really interested in the fact that  I was there (not sure why it's so interesting that a foreigner would come to learn Japanese...) What did this mean for Thomas? Simple, it meant that he got to do a lesson while being observed, judged, and corrected by four or five different teachers. I just kept getting more and more nervous until I started making really simple mistakes because my brain was in overload. Seriously hope that's just a one-time thing.

Swirly bread and scary bar girls

Short post today, as I've spent most of the week "recovering" from vacation. Yeah, this whole week has felt pretty off. In both work and free time, I've just felt... bleh. I'm kinda used to this though. Normally I have about one week like this per month. I've been informed by my co-worker that I have an excuse this time, though. Apparently, both Ryan and Alethia (my fellow trainees) have been dealing with the same thing, and one of Ryan's students gave a name to it: Yasumiboke (basically, your brain still being fried after vacation). Dunno, but I hope it's gone by tomorrow.

So, on Saturday I went (on extremely short notice) to a yakiniku party to welcome the new year! If you're not familiar with it, Yakuniku is kind of a barbecue done at the table as you eat. We got a cool clay-pot charcoal stove with a grate on top, and fried raw meat. Like men. Because it was very manly.

What's cooking there is the first dish. Pretty sure it was tongue. It was fucking delicious. Honestly, all of it was delicious. Even the intestine (although it was way too chewy. Only ate one piece).

It was a kind of small event, but really fun. Pretty much just myself, Seiji, Sarah, a guy who's name was very close to Kuma (which caused some awesome hilarity when Sarah's friend brought bear jerky. Bear is kuma in Japanese, so his reaction to the explanation that it was "Kuma" meat was fantastic), Masashi (the owner of 5150), and Yuzo (a new friend). Afterwards we went to 5150, but everyone except for Seiji and myself left really early. Interested note about 5150 that I think says a lot about my personality and my current state of being single. While eating Yakiniku, Masashi informed me that most of the girls there had asked him about me after my last visit and had thought I was really handsome. Sure enough, when I went there after dinner, the girls were very interested in talking to me. So, in a completely rational development, I now feel uncomfortable going there. Because that's a totally normal response to finding out all the girls at a bar think you're hot. Pretty sure even I don't understand how my brain works.

One big development did come from the bar visit, though: I got more incentive to practice Japanese. For a decent chunk of the night, the bartender, Masashi, and the patrons were all trying to get me to speak only in Japanese. I made a decent go at it, but was woefully unable to express myself (to be fair, I'd like to see pretty much anyone speak a second language they're not fluent in after having 7 or 8 glasses of beer). As a direct result, I've spent a decent chunk of my weekend practicing. I'm sick and fucking tired of being unable to communicate over here. I've always been a little motivated to practice, but I really feel like I have some good drive now. I might start visiting 5150 more often just to renew that desire to not seem like a babbling idiot whenever I need to speak with people. Shame has always been one of the biggest motivations in my life, so I might as well monopolize on that.

Other than that, I did nothing special this week. Just a lot of sitting at home. Here, have some random stuff:

1.) My head teacher (yes, her again) approached me this week and requested to ask a "really personal question". So, I girded my loins in expectation to hear something like "do you like dudes?", and instead got "How long were you in Hiroshima?" Waitwut? So, asking how long I was on a trip is super personal, but asking how old I am, why I don't have a girlfriend, and why I broke up with me ex (questions I get all the fucking time) are perfectly normal? I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE CRAZY CUSTOMS OF THIS FOREIGN LAND!!!

2.) I discovered during one of my speech lessons this week that there are forbidden names in Japan. That is to say, there are certain Kanji (characters) you are not allowed to use while naming your child. This is not just a cultural taboo. Apparently, in the somewhat-recent present, a couple tried to name their child Akuma (devil, more or less). There was a legal battle, INITIATED BY THE GOVERNMENT (remember, kids, caps lock is cruise control for cool), that (I presume) ended in them being forced to change the name. Holy shit.

3.) My new favorite student mistake: "Jerry is a goatee." Please note I am not mocking my student here. She's actually really smart and good at English. It's an easy mistake to make, and totally understandable; it's just freaking hilarious. PS: Jerry is also freckles and long hair.

4.) One of my students makes homemade bread. She gave some to the office. Please give us more bread, oh goddess of most-delicious doughy substances.

I made them into delicious grilled-cheese sandwiches. Yes.

5.) 

It's been snowing even more lately. Luckily, most of it didn't. Still annoying though. Finally able to start riding my bike again :D

6.) On Sunday there were kimono girls everywhere. Mostly around Saty, but there was a fucking shitload of them. Some were totally oldschool, some were ultra cutesy, some had crazy big hair, and some looked like they would never dress up in a kimono ever. All of them shared two things in common though: they were all freaking adorable, and I had no idea why any of them were dressed up. There didn't seem to be anything special going on aside from the fact that there obviously was. I can't help but feel like I missed something awesome.

Thomas' Play at Home Food Challenge Day 10: Udon With Pork and Leek

The leek (leeks?) is in there, I promise. It's just hard to see. Overall, not bad. I've been trying to get used to different soups over here. They're... different than back home. Normally I don't like the broth that much, and I can't quite place why. This one was definitely not an enjoyable broth. I think the recipe uses way too much soy sauce. 1/2 cup of soy sauce for 4 cups of water seemed a bit much to me, but I'm hardly a master chef. If I make the recipe again, I'll use less soy sauce. Other than that, though, I liked it, so I'm calling this a much-needed victory for me.

Recipe: http://www.udonrecipes.com/udon_noodle_soup_with_pork_and_leek/

Score to date: Thomas - 5 Vengeful Food Gods - 5 (sigh... another tie)

Just a quick aside. The meat over here is different than back home. There's nothing like a steak. The only slabs of anything that I have seen have been fish. All the meat is either ground beef, chicken breast, or thinly-sliced pork/beef. Makes it very easy to cook things since it pretty much cooks all the way through in under a minute.

As you may have noticed above (and in the previous weeks), there are not two entries for the food challenge. It's becoming increasingly difficult for me to do two recipes every week; especially on the weekends where I have plans in the evening. Since I'm the kind of person who starts to feel really bad if I don't do something I said I would (even if it's a stupid food challenge on a blog I highly doubt anyone pays attention to), I am officially withdrawing my plan of doing two new recipes a week. I will still be trying to make as many new dishes as I can, but I am officially changing it to a "whenever I can" approach. For the record, my second (first) dinner this week was the beef bowl recipe again. Still delicious.

Snow Art and Assassination Plots

Okay, part two! So, yesterday I went to Hiroshima. 3 and a half hour bus ride each way and almost $100, but I wanted to see my friends and take an actual trip on my holiday, so yeah. Woke up at 6 and headed for the train station. Roads looked slightly less post-apocalyptic, but I think that's cause I'm used to things appearing abandoned when it's dark.

Snow house in a park on the way! I totally wanted to go in, but I didn't have time and I would have gotten covered in snow :(

Plus, this dude probably lived there. Pretty sure I shouldn't mess with guys that have a weird lump on the top of their heads. And sticks for arms. Just sayin.

Remember this dude? He looks a bit chilly.

This is one of my all-time favorite snowmen. Seriously, look at it. The sad little wings that look shredded and a few sizes too small, the eyepatch, the look of innocent confusion and sorrow. The maker probably intended none of these things, but that's how I see it. In my mind, this is one of the few snowmen that understands his impending doom. His sorrow is because he knows how quickly he will melt, and his tiny wings represent the fact that he cannot escape. I never thought to say (write) this, but I sympathize with that snowman.

Just a random picture I liked. Also, you can tell how long my walk took. Dark when I started, kinda light when I got there. Yeah...

I went to the onsen station to get picked up by the bus! I'm pretty sure this is the kami of the onsen, not sure though.

So yeah, my bus left at 7:30, and I got there at about 10:45. Uneventful ride. A lot of really beautiful scenery with some cool misty mountain scenes, but the pictures wouldn't really turn out well :/ There was a little bit of confusion finding each other when we first got there, but it wasn't too bad. Eventually, we all met up and had some Hiroshima-style okonomiyaki! It was decent/good, but nothing great. Oh well, at least it wasn't awful. After that, we decided to go sight seeing for a bit. 

A large memorial dedicated to the student-workers who died from radiation sickness after working to clean up the city. The colorful things are massive amounts of folded paper cranes sent from schools all over the world.

The whole monument, as well as the heads of Ryan and Joanna.

Some of the cranes were ridiculously small. Seriously, how would you even go about making them like that?

The Genbaku (atomic bomb) Dome. It was pretty damn close to the epicenter of the blast (everything else near the center got pretty much vaporized) and is now a really well-known symbol. There's big peace rallies here every year.

All of these are cut paper. Freaking amazing.

There was a big peace bell in the park that you can ring for peace. There was a Japanese family there when we arrived with two kids. One of them rang the bell, and it was kinda weaksauce. It took the poor thing a few times to even get it to make a sound. The dad was hella cool though, cause he started clapping, then turned to us and got us to join in. It was really cool. Afterwards, we decided to ring the bell too.

The wind up...

and the pitch! Luckily, I'm marginally stronger than a little Japanese girl, so I made a gong. I was really worried it wouldn't XD

The thing vibrated for hella days, and the vibrations were really strong. Even if you put your head against it like Ryan here, it just kept on going.

Those pictures? Made out of paper cranes. Holy. Shit. The kanji says heiwa (peace), by the way.

There are two long rows of very unfortunately shaped shrubberies near the eternal flame...

You have no idea how excited I was when I realized this random lion head spit out water. It's even better 'cause it looks like it's just barfing at first (hungover lion is hungover), then it just kinda slows to a drooling dribble.

The eternal flame!

Under the eternal flame! It was raining a bit at that point, but not much. That's the museum that depresses the shit out of everyone back there; figured we shouldn't visit it on that day. I'll probably go alone to visit sometime. I already read and saw most of what will be in there during my senior seminar though.

After the peace park, we headed towards Hiroshima castle. We found this awesome shrine on the way.

Ancient Japanese derp face?

There we go. Now THAT is an intimidating guardian. Show ol' Derpy over there how it's done! (I'm just kidding Derpy, you know I love you. BFF?)

This is a vending machine. It sells charms, wards, and fortunes. Classy. I bought one.

Dude, this guy is even more intimidating. I like to think of him as the master guardian of this shrine.

That's an "I'm gonna eat choo!" face if I've ever seen one.

There was a huge pile of these inside a side building. They might look like normal garbage, but they're not. They're charms, wards, and sacred arrows from last year. You see, there's a lot of superstitions here in Japan. Some of the ones around New Year's revolve around buying things like this (I'd actually never heard of the practice of buying the arrows before I came here. The ones for this year have rabbits instead, cause it's the year of the rabbit). After the year is up, you need to get rid of them, right? But you can't just toss them, that's bad luck. You take them to a shrine, and they burn them with the proper ritual and reverence. In the case of this shrine, that ritual and reverence involved a priest, an empty oil drum, some pine wood, and a lot of fire. I support this.

Side note: I got to be super touristy! People also come to these temples to get blessed for the New Year. Remember the bells and boxes I showed from other shrines? They all have them. During New Year's, there's a shrine maiden or priest there. You go up, put money in the box, ring the bell, bow twice, clap twice, bow once, then stay bowing while the person "blesses" you with a stick that has white paper tied to it. I'm sure there's a word for the stick. I choose to call it the blessinator. Well, we weren't going to do it because we all agreed we didn't know the significance, so it'd be rather empty (although to be fair, I think it's just one of those things that people do nowadays. Many Japanese people probably don't even understand the exact significance). However, one of the elder shrine maidens (there were a bunch, as well as a few priests) really encouraged us to do it, and even showed us how. Pretty sure she just wanted the money >< Didn't take any pictures of that or the shrine caretakers, because that'd be TOO touristy and I figured it'd probably annoy me if I was in their position.

Hiroshima castle from across the moat!

There were A BUNCH of stalls lined up on the path leading in and around the castle and temple grounds. Reminded me of 4th of July in Lake of the Pines when I was little, only without the games and stuff. Just lots of food and souvenir stands.

Want to get in and do the blessing ceremony at this shrine? Tough fucking luck.

Inside the castle, a suit of awesome armor!

I'm a samurai now! I'm very angry about all these damn foreigners mucking around in my castle!

A more serious samurai. Should have gone for the vaguely menacing samurai look instead; not really a fan of how this one turned out.

I lied about being a samurai, I'm really a ninja! Time to assassinate me some actual samurai with my imaginary knife! True story, ninja don't actually need real knifes; they kill with the power of awesome.

These were some very exclusive stairs.

View from the top, so to speak.

An awesome mask stand! See the Goku mask? The eye holes are in his bangs. 

I don't even like small dogs, but this is just freaking adorable. 

I had a lot of fun hunging out with my friends yesterday :D

Look at all the fun we had! You can tell it was fun because of the decorations and crazy big eyes. Yeah, there's photo booths over here they make your eyes super big. Mostly they're used by girls trying to be sexy or couples trying to be cutesy. Screw all that jazz.

After that, we had some curry and I headed home after a minor fiasco of finding some motion sickness pills. Now, I think I might have another episode of Thomas does something dumb for you, but maybe not. I'll let you decide, but I'm leaning towards yes. Here's what went down: My bus was scheduled to leave at 7:05 PM. We got to the station at 6:58 (I know cause I was frantically checking my iPhone clock), and the station information dude said my bus was at gate 9. I went to gate 9 and saw me a bus, so I got on. It didn't look like the bus I came in, but I've traveled by bus a few times in the states and sometimes they switch up, so whatever. It didn't have a destination on the side, but the sign for gate 9 had Matsue listed as a destination. Well, I was a little worried from the get-go that I was on the wrong bus. Something just felt off. When we left the station (at 7:03), I didn't hear Matsue listed as a destination. In fact, I was relatively sure they had said it was the Izumo express bus (Izumo is near Matsue, but not super close). I told myself to just relax, and chilled until we got to the rest stop (long bus ride = midway rest stop). Went to the bathroom, came back to the bus, saw another bus pull in with big glowing letters on the side that announced it was going to Matsue, and quietly freaked the fuck out. I had to stop the bus driver right after he had announced we were resuming our trip and hold up both buses for 5-10 minutes so I could make the switch. So fucking embarrassed. Amazingly, I only hated myself for about a half an hour. After that, I kind of just... let it go. I don't think I've ever done that before. Think it has more to do with the relief of not having to deal with getting home from Izumo at 11 PM though. So yeah, I dunno. What do you guys think? Stupid or no? 

Oh yeah, this is the charm I got. Now to just figure out what it's used for...

Thomas' Play at Home Food Challenge Day What Fucking Day Am I on Now?: Tori no kara-age

Oh man did I fuck this recipe up. So bad. It should have been so simple and good. I overcooked it I think. The outside was just pure gross. The inside was decent, but overall, just gross. Damn you food gods, why must you be so vengeful?!

Recipe: http://bento.com/trt-torikara.html

Score to Date: Thomas - 3 Vengeful Food Gods - 4

That's all I have for this week. Looks like the tie has finally been broken in the Food Gods' favor. Dick move Food God's, dick move.