If you want to be greeted by name, and enjoy some ridiculously fantastic pizza, then make your way to Fandangos, the cutest little Italian restaurant in Onomichi, Hiroshima. I was sitting there on Friday night for Gillian’s belated birthday celebrations when I had one of those mind vs. location moments. It didn’t feel like I was in Japan at all, I really could have been in any country at that very moment. I was eating perfectly prepared Italian pizza and enjoying the company of nine different nationalities: Irish, Japanese, Australian, Canadian, British, New Zealand(er?), Jamaican, American and South African! I’m really grateful for those little escapist moments, when I can just relax and enjoy good food and catch ups with good friends.
PS. I’m donning a little second hand granny dress that I managed to shorten and then squeeze into my suitcase from home. And thanks to Emily for being my personal paparazzi when I need an outfit shot! I’ll link to her beautiful blog as soon as she starts one ;) PSS. Apparently smiling and keeping my eyes open is some sort of impossibility… I’ll be waking up an extra half an hour earlier every morning just to practise (not!).