Sublime

‘From top left,’ began Nagare, tucking the tray under his arm, ‘Miyajima oysters, simmered Kurama-style, miso-glazed baked butterburs with millet cake, bracken and bamboo shoot stew, chargrilled moroko, breast of Kyoto-reared chicken with a wasabi dressing, and vinegared Wakasa mackerel wrapped in pickled Shogoin turnip. In the bottom right you hav

‘Okayama? But the stew is from when he lived on that island near Hiroshima!’ ‘Oh, I’ll go there too. But the first port of call is definitely Okayama,’ said Nagare, pointing to the city on the map. ‘If you say so! Bring me back some kibi-dango dumplings, would you?’ said Koishi, patting her father on the shoulder.