Forename! Did I ever tell you how much I adore this city? It's simply so...so...exotic! And the cuisine! Oh, the cuisine! I've never experienced so many flavors in my mouth at once!
Why, just the other day, I was given a jug of the most wonderful rice wine by the lad from the Mujikoza who purchased my collection of past works. Can you believe it? Wine, made of rice, of all things! What will they think of next?
Ah, but I suppose you're wondering why I had my darling summon you over. Well, it's this wine. While absolutely delightful, none of the nibbles I usually take with my traditional reds and whites pair well with the stuff. And so, once again, I require your help.
The kind woman who operates the shuttle to the Prima Vista tells me if I am to eat like a true Hingan, then I should start with grilled turban, tempura, and some ridiculous thing called “tako-yaki.” I believe three of each should suffice. And as always, only the best of the best.