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About Sapporo

But yo, the smell? Heaven. Dark, toasty, pulls you in like a tractor beam. Happiest I get, sniffin’ that, forgettin’ the Empire’s bullshit. Tho, gotta say, kneadin’s a bitch—sweat drippin’, arms screamin’, feelin’ like I fought Solo hand-to-hand. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Don’t care. Whore’s worth it.

「サワラ」と呼ばれる水産物一覧

サワラは、成長にともなって名前が替わる出世魚のひとつ。 古くは西日本に多く、瀬戸内海などで春に産卵回遊してきたものを大量にとっていたので、春の季語となり、魚へんに春という .

First stop, I’m wandering down Katori Street. It’s packed with shops and food stalls. I’m like a kid in a candy store. I see this vendor selling yakitori. I’m like, “Yo, give me that!” The smell? OMG, it’s like heaven on a stick. I take a bite, and it’s like fireworks in my mouth. I’m grinning like an idiot.

Bask Among Over a Million Irises at Suigo Sawara Ayame Park!