Learning starts at the Japanese bakery

Written last night:

Dear Friends,

Japanese culture is big here, and I’m just learning some. There’s even a neighborhood called Japantown — like Chinatown in New York (and other cities). I think it’s close to me, but I haven’t found it. Today I was a bit farther away — exploring Freeport Boulevard for fun after a routine doctor’s appointment (You know how you reward yourself following such an anxiety-filled event?) I stopped at the Mahoroba Japanese Bakery, which is a small tent-like, pagoda-like building plunked down in the parking lot of a strip mall. I almost missed it because I wasn’t looking for a shop in the parking area. I’m glad I found it: I had a roll with two small teriyaki-flavored chicken meatballs for $2! It was light and satisfying — good for a late lunch. I’ve got lots more to learn, but what better place to start than a pastry shop?

Love,

k

This looks serene, but there are cars parked all around, 

with stores to the left, and busy Freeport Boulevard to the right

You can see the pastry on their Facebook page

I ate mine before I thought of taking a photo!