Tag: Umami

  • decompression

    Friday night after work: We’re at the far end of the bar, enjoying a frosty cold one at One Barrel Brewing Company. “Wait, you’re at the end of the bar? Then who’s taking the photo?” I’ve got a new camera. It’s got legs and even makes me coffee in the morning. Okay, I’m taking the Read.

  • full

    Umami, the one and only place in this town to eat a delicious bowl of ramen, finally opened the patio they’ve been working on out front of their shop. My Darling B caught the news of this announcement somewhere and we made a date to meet after work yesterday. I hoofed the eight or ten Read.

  • Umami

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    My Darling B spent just about all day in her garden yesterday, happily digging up a four-by-eight plot of ground, then inching her way along on all fours poking holes in the dirt and burying seeds for lettuce and peas and I don’t know what else. When she finally came indoors late in the afternoon Read.

  • Oishii desu!

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    It’s not like Madison needs another restaurant, but we’re pretty happy that Umami opened on Willy Street anyway. We stopped there for dinner after work today and each slurped up a bowl of ramen the likes of which we’ve not enjoyed since we left Japan almost six years ago. We’ve tried ramen at a few Read.

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