Caerberu

Today, we ate at a restaurant called Zakoya, by Torres Street in Davao City. There was no sign whatsoever of “Zakoya” on the outside of the restaurant; the only thing that distinguished it was the giant picture of a cat atop the roof. Upon enterring, the ambience was good.

We were a team of Anime lovers, and I think that much of what we knew about Japanese food was influenced by the Animes we watched. I guess Animes had a big part in influencing us to try and eat at that place.

We selected the area where you sit on pillows, and where the tables are low on the floor. I forgot what that was called, but anyway.

We helped ourselves to the generous selection of delicacies. All in all, it was fun and weird to taste different types Japanese food. Half the time, I didn’t know what it was that I was eating. Their rice was particularly good though. And their fish steak. And the tempura.

We were so full by the time we left Zakoya.

After that…

We walked several blocks before riding home to allow for some digestion. I deeply enjoyed talking and listening to conversations. I enjoyed the time I spent with my friends.

I was with people that I really treasured. They were, to me, my nakama, used in the same context that Luffy and his crew (One Piece, the anime) do for their companions. That is, nakama, meaning friends or comrades, but with a very strong bond. That may appear to be a childish way to put it, comparing friendship with one from an anime, but it’s actually quite serious.

The night ended with talk with one of my friends as we went home.