a fun and interesting night indeed
recently, feeling honored, tiff, carrie, and i were invited to a wedding party of a friend of ours.
nova, which i have mentioned a few times, is a dance club we often frequent. it's only open on saturdays, so many of those nights are spent by us dancing in the small, smokey, box-like room called the dance floor. nova is only comprised of two rooms, which is connected by a narrow 12 foot long hall. in the hall is access to the bar, literally a little, square hole in the wall, off to the right side.
we found out about nova soon after we arrived in the city it seems. we have pictures of us dancing and mingling there since fall of last year. it has become a staple in our social calendars; because of this, we've gotten to know several other dancers, drinkers, talkers, music lovers, and scenesters on the hip hop front. one of those people we've gotten to know is kiichi; he's a friend of the family that owns nova, the terajimas. he was always nice from the very first ocassions we started going there. our relationship has extended to the point where we always make a point to chat with them when we go, and he'll come out to the dance floor to dance with us or bring us free drinks. whenever we go and he's there, we never end up buying our drinks because kiichi just gives them to us. sometimes he'll give us food to eat there or to take home with us. i have vague, foggy memories of carrie one night carrying around a plate of corn to everyone in the small club feeding them, including tiff and i, spoofuls of delicious corn.
so, friends we've become with kiichi. we had no idea he was married, he conveniently chose to leave that piece of information out, and then one evening, we were invited, by the terajimas, to kiichi's post-wedding party.
it was on a sunday night, at 7:00, at funaei, a bar-type restaurant. one by one, our nocturnal friends started straggling in. how bizarre to see them in light and without an alcohol-induced brain!
the party was great fun, a 2-3 hour all you can eat and drink deal. there was a gift give away from the terajimas, an extremely nice gesture, and everyone ended up getting something. we chatted with old and new friends; we were the only foreigners. we thanked the terajimas and congratulated kiichi - we didn`t get to see his wife due to her being sick!!!
after the party, we decided to continue to party (our decision making was skewed due to the excessive amounts of alcohol we had already drank) with some friends of ours, other attendees of the party
we decided upon an izakaya, same type restaurant as funaei, although we would just be drinking at this one. another friend of theirs, satoru, showed up, and we quickly figured out it was his birthday! someone asked for a cake, being the dutiful friend
carrie told him that, on your birthday, it was a tradition in the states to put the icing of your cake on your nose, so he did it. bad carrie! bad carrie!
then we helped him eat it
the birthday cake was actually a small loaf of bread hollowed out and filled with whip cream and fruit. this didn't seem odd to the boys, so i guess it's normal. it's just so funny that we don't even know what's normal and what's not. how bizarre. we thought everyone should help him finish it due to its size. everyone took a turn . . . this is tochi, a local dj in town
this is gen and toshiki, both of them are talented djs
i asked tochi to give me a funny face, which he duly complied. i was mildly surprised because often, japanese people get embarrassed easily, but he had no problem with the request. it made me happy
toshiki
we were extremely loud and rowdy in the second izakaya. the table behind us probably hated us. we had already been to one drinking party, so it really couldn't be helped. our waiter finally kicked us out an hour after they closed. oops - i used to hate when i waited tables and people stayed after closing - i had things to do!!
we promptly affirmed someone's suggestion to drink more - just what we needed - at tiffany's conveniently-located-in-town apartment. off we went to the convenience store to buy more drinks. it was raining outside, i didn't spill drops of my drink all over my shirt -
and back to tiff's -
things got a little out of hand and a little late. we were called down on three separate occasions by two different neighbors to keep it quiet - we were way too loud
nova, which i have mentioned a few times, is a dance club we often frequent. it's only open on saturdays, so many of those nights are spent by us dancing in the small, smokey, box-like room called the dance floor. nova is only comprised of two rooms, which is connected by a narrow 12 foot long hall. in the hall is access to the bar, literally a little, square hole in the wall, off to the right side.
we found out about nova soon after we arrived in the city it seems. we have pictures of us dancing and mingling there since fall of last year. it has become a staple in our social calendars; because of this, we've gotten to know several other dancers, drinkers, talkers, music lovers, and scenesters on the hip hop front. one of those people we've gotten to know is kiichi; he's a friend of the family that owns nova, the terajimas. he was always nice from the very first ocassions we started going there. our relationship has extended to the point where we always make a point to chat with them when we go, and he'll come out to the dance floor to dance with us or bring us free drinks. whenever we go and he's there, we never end up buying our drinks because kiichi just gives them to us. sometimes he'll give us food to eat there or to take home with us. i have vague, foggy memories of carrie one night carrying around a plate of corn to everyone in the small club feeding them, including tiff and i, spoofuls of delicious corn.
so, friends we've become with kiichi. we had no idea he was married, he conveniently chose to leave that piece of information out, and then one evening, we were invited, by the terajimas, to kiichi's post-wedding party.
it was on a sunday night, at 7:00, at funaei, a bar-type restaurant. one by one, our nocturnal friends started straggling in. how bizarre to see them in light and without an alcohol-induced brain!
the party was great fun, a 2-3 hour all you can eat and drink deal. there was a gift give away from the terajimas, an extremely nice gesture, and everyone ended up getting something. we chatted with old and new friends; we were the only foreigners. we thanked the terajimas and congratulated kiichi - we didn`t get to see his wife due to her being sick!!!
after the party, we decided to continue to party (our decision making was skewed due to the excessive amounts of alcohol we had already drank) with some friends of ours, other attendees of the party
we decided upon an izakaya, same type restaurant as funaei, although we would just be drinking at this one. another friend of theirs, satoru, showed up, and we quickly figured out it was his birthday! someone asked for a cake, being the dutiful friend
carrie told him that, on your birthday, it was a tradition in the states to put the icing of your cake on your nose, so he did it. bad carrie! bad carrie!
then we helped him eat it
the birthday cake was actually a small loaf of bread hollowed out and filled with whip cream and fruit. this didn't seem odd to the boys, so i guess it's normal. it's just so funny that we don't even know what's normal and what's not. how bizarre. we thought everyone should help him finish it due to its size. everyone took a turn . . . this is tochi, a local dj in town
this is gen and toshiki, both of them are talented djs
i asked tochi to give me a funny face, which he duly complied. i was mildly surprised because often, japanese people get embarrassed easily, but he had no problem with the request. it made me happy
toshiki
we were extremely loud and rowdy in the second izakaya. the table behind us probably hated us. we had already been to one drinking party, so it really couldn't be helped. our waiter finally kicked us out an hour after they closed. oops - i used to hate when i waited tables and people stayed after closing - i had things to do!!
we promptly affirmed someone's suggestion to drink more - just what we needed - at tiffany's conveniently-located-in-town apartment. off we went to the convenience store to buy more drinks. it was raining outside, i didn't spill drops of my drink all over my shirt -
and back to tiff's -
things got a little out of hand and a little late. we were called down on three separate occasions by two different neighbors to keep it quiet - we were way too loud
posted by Unknown at 3:57 PM
3 Comments:
WHAT A NIGHT~ OH WHAT A NIGHT~
I love having you girls as friends to rip this little town apart with!! and to teach crazy american traditions to crazy japanese boys... We are grass roots interculturalization at its best!~ Let's make tonight as rocking as this night was, what a fucking night~and seeing pics of that sweater reminds me that it is still on tiffs porch~ ewww~
wait, wait...speaking of rocking friends...i actually washed that puked on sweater for you carrie, twice, managing to get all the purple chunks off. not like that guy ate fruity pebbles for dinner...who knows?! lizzy, i wanna see the pics that didn:t make the blog...scary ne?
it wasn't my puke... i know how to handle my liquor,,,well.....tachi bakku wa chigau desune...
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