
Grabbed this bowl of hand-pulled soba in Chubu during October — the noodles were so fresh and delicate, they practically melted on my tongue. Eating it under the dappled shade of the trees, surrounded by that crisp autumn air, felt like the most natural thing in the world. This is why you travel!
10月の長野で、採れたての蕎麦に出会った!細くて繊細な麺が口の中でふわっと溶ける感じ。秋の木漏れ日の下で食べると、本当に最高だった。こういう瞬間のために旅してるんだな!!

