natasha nakamura's diary
Got a job at Frippery, one of Tokyo's several dozen lifestyle magazines They seem nice people but I can see they are scrambling. Tokyo newsstands are just jammed.
Dinner with Sadek in Jiyugaoka, an engaging suburb. The place was called AEN. What they seem to be doing is peppering Western ideas over Japanese dishes, artfully dribbling sauces in decorative swirls on large white plates. What do we call this? Nouvelle Japonnaise? A couple stores down the street sells wonderful pottery and glassware by a man from the provinces named Takahashi. There was a lovely glass for some exotic liquid, like Campari maybe, which is so light you could blow it across the table. (4000 yen.)