Today Saturday you’re running an errand at the back of Asakusa 1-chome when coming the other way the older woman gives you a wink, so you say, May I take your photograph, you all three look splendid! Why certainly. Thank you, you are taking a stroll? Yes we are! Where are you off to? We’re off to eat! Then you’re in Ueno after sunset and looking at the exterior of a sprawling yakiniku restaurant called Daimon when a gum-chewing man whose name he later tells you is Takizawa says, Don’t go there, go to Hanmontei a few doors up, best yakiniku in Tokyo, we’ve just eaten there again, though to tell the truth it was better and more generous when the owner’s father ran it, the meat then was that thick and a third the price, but the karubi udon, the tofu chige and kobukuro are still delicious, I’d highly recommend it at lunchtime in particular, you know these North Koreans are a lot more finicky about their food than the southerners, and you know a lot of doctors come here to eat as well…in fact I’m in the hospital business myself. You thank him and off he goes to meet his wife who has been buying groceries, and they are both chewing what smells like Lotte Green Gum and she smiles a bit abashed perhaps at him being so forward. Must be the good meal. Goodbye! Back at February cafe, Kin-chan emits her usual sunshine. And that was Saturday.