But F&C wouldn’t be what it is without the food. We stay in the land of the rising sun, with something less expected: japanese cabbage pancakes, okonomiyaki. Delicious. To kill for. No injuries reported.
As always, our trusty street food stand was there, augmented by our kittens during the day. Both code and okonomiyaki grilled on the plancha and serve hot, mixed with some sound from Arthur Buclier.
So much to see, so much to eat, so much to hear. Mind over-cooked.