
The reason why I cooked it, is --- this present. It's SAKE. Our daughters sent it to him. Because -- the other day, it was his "birthday".


It was an usual day, it means ---- our daughters didn't call him, didn't send an e-mail to him. They forgot the day. Next early morning I sent an e-mail to them -- just one sentence that "What day was it yesterday?"
It worked. They called him as soon as they got up.(I dare not to write what time they got up. It was a holiday.) And today this SAKE reached him.
I think smoked-tuna suits to SAKE. So I made it and I'm waiting for Yuki. (Usually I don't wait for his coming, I go to bed when I get sleepy.)
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