When my mom and I were in Japan, we visited Hakone, a small city known for its onsen hot springs. The mountains of Hakone, covered in black lava rock, were lush and peaceful and I loved the main street of the town, which was lined with ceramics and food vendors. Here, I happily discovered that Hakone produces an enormous amount of mochi and then I ate it all.
We stayed at the Fukuzumiro ryokan, which is an extremely traditional Japanese ryokan with three beautiful hot springs. Our guide, Tamake-san, took care of us during our stay and fed us an eight-course dinner (I've posted photos of some of the items from five of the eight courses) and a big breakfast. I love you, Tamake-san!
This was the first course, which also came with udon that was cooked over a low flame on the table.
Sashimi.
Pink soba noodles. So cute!
Grilled fish and pickled radish.
Shumai, miso, rice, matcha, and tsukemono.
Breakfast.
Thanks mom for taking me!
Colette.
Heloïse and Abelard.
David and a tribute to the master via mirrored reenactment.
Jacques-Louis David, Oath of the Horatii, 1784
Conquering!
Wilde.
Géricault.
The map.
Delacroix.
Womp.
Uhhh... wait really?
Duchamp? Unlikely.
Thwarted in our quest to find Daumier.
