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About Fukuoka

So, “whore” – it’s raw, messy, loud. Kinda like me, huh? Love the word’s grit, hate the judgy crap. “Let’s make it work,” Joy’d push. Yeah, maybe reclaim it? Rarrgh! Chewie’s take – it’s a growl-worthy mess! Whadda you think, pal?

Whole-Dried Red Shiso Leaves (Akajiso)

Shawn, you control the board. I'll take horage for two It is it is who reads. It's about books. It's it's not whore ads.

Finally, I wrap up my work, and it’s time to hit the izakaya. I meet Kenji, and we order way too much food. I’m talking yakitori, edamame, and like, a mountain of sake. We’re laughing, reminiscing about old times, and I’m feeling good. But then, I spill sake all over my shirt. Classic move, right? Kenji’s dying, and I’m just sitting there, soaked and embarrassed.

Check out Amritsar’s experimental Asian diner with sushi and omakase counters — Shiso