Happiness is ... katsudon a hot! Aho: just to clarify to the few visitors of this blog or not Nipponese nippofili the katsudon NOT 'a bad word, but an exquisite cibaria I had the pleasure of baby food on March 8 in Rome, sitting at the table of the much-mythologized " Rokko, located in this delightful Japanese trattoriola Via Rasella.
katsudon That is nothing but a delicious tonkatsu lying on a bed of rice, enriched with an egg "stracciatella and various vegetables. If we want to be more specific, the tonkatsu is the Japanese version of our Wiener Schnitzel or - if you prefer - the Wiener Schnitzel in Japan. Vary the content of breading (pork instead of veal), but the result does not change: it is bbbbbbona!
Ordunque, it should be noted that upstream of quest'abboffata there was the ingenious plan masterminded by the diabolical Vivi-chan, thanks to that other line Kazu-chan, for joining me - after nearly nine months - in the Eternal City . Thus, wearing below that poor victim of Mara, my dear friend who patiently endures my torture, I submitted to the Piazza Barberini 13 in this solemn appointment with history. What a surprise, on the other side of the square some Ivitirus stationed, for a bizarre game of Doom, was passing in those days on Roman soil. Another half-dozen (large) of veterans by the Institute of Japanese Culture, et voila: 'na de ggente table!
What to say? It 'been a full-immersion, just a few hours, but dense, thick, dense, dense.
Obviously I'm willing to do it again ... (To clarify, many times it was not clear ...)
