keipon0414
"Happoen" I'm alone in Kushiro. My original goal was to conquer all the Kushiro soba shops, but I need to change my goal. It's starting to feel empty. Today, soba was not good again, but I do takeout as well. Lately, they always include fried rice in the order. Today, I called "Happoen." An older lady answered. "Can I get fried rice for takeout?" "Yes, you can." "Okay, please." "Eh?" This clear "eh?" was surprising, but well, it's an older lady, right? Is it okay? Maybe she's busy? That's why she seemed absent-minded? Anyway, I'm happy she took the order, but she hung up right away without asking my name. Well, it's fine, she's an older lady. While hanging up, she said "fried rice,..." but didn't ask for my name. She's an older lady. It's a bit off the main road, but the restaurant is quite clean. I may not have passed by here before. It's younger than I imagined, but well, it's okay. There were two groups of customers at the raised seating area and a few seats at the counter. It costs 650 yen. It's quite heavy. That's Kushiro for you. It'll be warmed up for me as my wife is running late. The fried rice isn't too oily or dry. The flavor isn't too strong, but it lacks depth and richness. However, there's something about it that's a bit scary because it's not strong in any aspect. It's unforgettable. What is it? It's delicious. The lack of depth and richness is part of the Chinese style, I guess. It has crab in it, but it's a bit expensive considering the price. "You can feel the seafood," they say. When my wife returned, she started eating my leftovers. At first, she said, "It's strange, but good." But she couldn't stop eating. Even so, she handed it back to me. I took a bite and knew it was too good, so I pushed it back to her. She happily continued eating. It was delicious.