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Tags: hanako, manga, hanako-san, halloween, toilet-bound-hanako-kun. Of course you need to start with a vision of the end result and a high-level plan of the path to achieve your goals. But the devil is in the details.
You need to anticipate — and plan for — the smallest of details to ensure that your deployment is a success and not marred by glitches. This planning takes time, effort and experience. I have, for much of my life. He was the master foreman on the large-scale roof restorations of such historical structures as Todai-ji Temple Nara , and Himeji Castle Hyogo.
This was important work. Well, this master roofer worked hard to promote an appreciation of tile roofing, spending many years of his life lecturing on the subject around Japan.
Here is a story steeped in legend; a tale of loyalty, gratitude and — I vouchsafe it — some very good noodles. Many years ago there was a ramen shop in Horikiri that brewed an especially rich pork bone broth.
The place had a following — truckers, night owls and the like — but traffic was never heavy. It was on the outskirts of town, far from the nearest station, with nothing separating its counter from the street but line of rickety stools, an old noren and the sidewalk.
Like the famous warrior monk of old, the shop was named Benkei. One day, out of the blue, a cab driver domiciled nearby was invited by a Tokyo TV station to be the street food cognoscente in a daytime docu-series on eateries of the local working folk.
How he was selected for this distinction is a mystery, but all agreed he was perfect for the role. When asked to produce his list of five essential food stops he did so with little hesitation, and one of them was — you guessed it — Ramen Benkei. Grunting like a caveman to his superfluous interlocutor, he remained focused on the bowl until, with his last slurp, he pushed it away with both hands, belched and calmly wiped the sweat from his brow. One day, many weeks later, in this land where everyone refuses to pay their hapless NHK fee collector a plastic penny, but still watches public TV anyway, a gaggle of utter strangers coalesced on the sidewalk outside that lonely ramen shop; street traffic slowed and clotted, with rubbernecking, and even some honking; and a row of bicycles grew like a helter-skelter, metal hedge upon the curb.
As days passed this phenomenon, instead of diminishing, only intensified. Within a fortnight, Ramen Benkei had swarms of hungry bodies cramming its counter from noon to night. Word of mouth had kicked in. It was catapulted from serving a couple dozen customers a day to feeding hundreds and hundreds. The occasional female was even sighted in the crowd! All this occurred some 33 years ago, just about the time the above-mentioned cabbie became my father-in-law. By then, the owners of Ramen Benkei were already sending him gifts of gratitude each summer and winter, something they have done without fail ever since, even as they have opened new locations in old Tokyo.
Benkei has locations in Horikiri, Asakusa and Monzennakacho. Only downtown Tokyo is the real deal! Everything west of Shinbashi is fake news! So slip into your geta, and go get some now!
It is said that the warrior monk Musashibo Benkei singlehandedly battled a force of three hundred attackers while defending his master, Yoshitsune Minamoto. Refusing to retreat, he made a stand on a narrow bridge, and fought to the death, annihilating great numbers of attackers while Yoshitsune calmly committed ritual seppuku.
This all happened a long time ago, before the invention of the ramen shop, but it must never be forgotten. If you visit Bessho on a weekday, when no events are scheduled, you might want to bring a friend. Some of the stops along this thirty-minute, double-car ride amount to little more than a block of cement by a cabbage patch.
There might be seven half-asleep people slumped on the benches with you. This single-track chugger, arriving at the empty wooden station that is your destination, seems like something straight out of Spirited Away. You should check this place out. From the station, just walk. Take it slow. If I forgot to mention it, this place is pretty small. The temptation to find a map, and do something ambitious, like exploring in the hills beyond town, disappears quickly.
Why bother? Just unwind. These springs had already been settled for centuries when the fierce warrior Yoshinaka Minamoto galloped into Shinano to muster forces against the Taira, in the year , and burned the original Bessho temples to the ground.
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