Diary #2 – 10th August 2025

Today, I got completely absorbed in a game called Foundation. Before I knew it, about four hours had passed. Time just melted away — the surest sign I was having fun.

In between, I worked on my sourdough. Bread-making is truly an art. Maybe because it’s summer, the dough fermented in no time. Still, the result was a loaf so fluffy and soft that I can’t wait to try again.

Breakfast was mentaiko rice balls. I coated my hands generously with salt, shaped the white rice into neat triangles, stuffed them full of spicy cod roe, and wrapped them in seaweed. Simple, but unbeatable.

For lunch, I had yellowtail sashimi. The local supermarket often has whole fish laid out, fresh and glistening. Today, I picked yellowtail — the most affordable option, yet still so fresh.

Dinner was steamed pork buns, entirely homemade — from the dough to the filling. We all joined in wrapping them. The eldest daughter made them evenly shaped, the second filled hers generously, and the youngest made hers tiny and cute. I ran out of parchment paper, so some turned into pan-fried pork buns instead. They had a wonderful toasty aroma and a crispy bottom — a happy accident.

I used to think savoring breakfast slowly was a “weekend luxury,” but maybe it’s something that should be part of everyday life. Eating without rushing, without watching the clock — that’s the kind of normal I’d like to have.

Today, I ate well, made bread, and had time to enjoy it all. Both my heart and my stomach feel full.