Hi Everyone,
I usually buy unagi (eel) at the supermarket when I want it.
Today, I went to a unagi restaurant, which is a very rare occurrence for me.
Unagi at a restaurant is special.
Fragrant flesh that melted in the mouth. The sweet and savory sauce was exquisite, and it paired perfectly with the rice.
When it comes to eel, memories from my elementary school days come back to me.
In a rural town in Hiroshima, as soon as school ended, I would head straight to the nearby river. There were many small fish swimming around.
I would reach into the water among the rocks and catch them. While I always let the fish go, I would bring home the insects I found in the water.
One day, out of nowhere, an eel appeared before my eyes. In that moment, I thought about how happy my grandmother would be if I caught it, but the eel swiftly slipped away.
I tried to find it, but the eel never appeared….
I was probably around seven years old at the time.
That memory from Hiroshima always comes back to me whenever I eat eel.
It is about an unagi. But maybe about my grandmother.
And once again, it came to mind today.
Thank you for reading !
Toshiya
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