My first night in Vegas, we went to a recommended restaurant (I don't remember the name). I gasped in recognition of this chair at our table. When i was five years old, i remember not being able to sleep and so i woke up my Dad. We went to the kitchen and kneeling beside a chair very similar to this one, I prayed the sinner's prayer. It was one of my first memories. I also remember standing on the chair helping my mom strain cream through cheese cloth to make homemade cottage cheese (not something available in Japanese grocery stores and not at all an appetizing procedure). I think the memories were more delicious than the food!
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