On our way to Hachiro and Eiko.

We and two other couples are expected on a Sunday in May at 16.00 hours. The device is: bring nothing but yourself and a good apetite. Not obeying 'commands' sometimes is a virtue. Obviously the others thought the same. Everybody brought various toothsome and beautiful.

Mostly Hachiro is the eighth boy on a row in a family; the first one is called ichi ro, and so on. 'Ro' is the suffix for men. Our assumption proved to be not correct. Hachiro's kanji for '8' consists of 2 non-parallel, somewhat inwards bowed lines. So one side appears to be 'open' towards the outside, reason for his parents to give their child his destination, that prosperity will flock towards him.

Some month ago we visited Eiko- and Hachiro-san for the first time. Initially we could not trace their place. We had followed a steep coastline for some time. The mobile telephone did not work over there, so we could not ask anything. There were scarcely houses. At one house we could just enter the dwelling, but nobody was present. In short, we had quite a puzzle before we could discover the not too visible entrance. Just the width of a car, to the left a steep rock wall up, to the right a deep abyss. Fumika kept her breath. After a wide bend a modern, new house came into sight.

We were shocked and speechless about the direct view on the Pacific. Naturally the terrace was horizontal, but that was all. The whole plot drops steep. Deep down is their difficult accessible own beach. To the right a tight forested bend peninsula of a huge dimension, also their property. On the slopes all kinds of fruit trees, flowers and shrubs. The two windows of the bathroom offer the same ravishments of the unequalled outlook. Over and over again the view and the full, rugged nature attracted my eyes as a strong magnet. I preferred not to communicate anymore and to dedicate myself to this muse.

Our 'one-hour-visit' became a long, agreeable stay with these two warm, cordial persons. They managed a restaurant in Australia and now enjoy their pension. Returning from that continent both invested much time in searching their final location. That investment paid out generously.

Our second visit brought the same delight about the nature and the view. The other persons were a dentist and a pottery maker with their spouses, inhabitants of the same region.

This feature should be about food. That will happen, but eating without ambiance and context resembles walking without shoes, life without love and laughing without pleasure. Ambiance was copious. The royal nature contributed it's mite, the guests and hosts did the rest.

My euphoria about all the delicacies made me forget to take [good] photographs. A valid excuse ?
78      biwa       from own tree
79      hugu       fish
80    God’s unsurpassed nature; peninsula is the property of our host. He did never walk there. The air is laden with fine sand transported at great heights from China.
81     biwa        tree, at the background: camellia
82 the eating table at the beginning of the evening. Center dish: from the oven: potatoes, pumpkin, onion, corn and butter-soft pork. Next glass dish: gratin of cauliflower with cheese.
83        speaks for itself.

          We started with a varied fish carpachio, which I totally forgot to photograph by the euphoria of the moment; here only almost empty plates ca be seen.
84        speaks for itself

85        Hachiro-san
87        Hachiro-san occupied with bbq-ing jumbo shrimps. Background: the drive with at 1 side a perpendicular abyss.
88                  ebi  [shrimp], pumpkin, corn.
89  potato, corn, pumpkin, pork
90, 91          jumbo shrimps on the skewer
93 soup with broccoli, sweet corn, carrot, mushroom, chicken
94, 95    chotaro gai
96       Hachiro-san
97, 98   tender steak in cast iron pan on the bbq.
99, 100  ready with a slice of lemon and mustard, green mustard and garlic.
101      after 2 1/2 – 3 hours doing oneself well: a small thing as a dessert. Right up: shochu, a Japanese alcoholic drink
102      Hachiro-san and the pottery maker, Akira Kosaka. ‘Akira’ means ‘light’. Fumika: “he is a little famous”. 

103, 104  abundance