Embracing the inner pink and living with intention and absurdity. I am woman, hear me roar.
Ah yes. The Sake hangover. Not one of the nice ones at all.Looks like a fun place though.
yummy, sake. i only ever have one or two though cause it's just not worth the wanting to die the next day.
I had some sake over at my brother's house one time. I didn't drink enough to get a hangover, but I remember finally lying down on the guest bed and feeling like I was floating on the ocean. Good stuff.
for sake's sake that stuff is evil...thanks for playing...I know I am late coming around but it is an occasion this weekend.
Was it warm or cold? When I flew to Japan, they practically forced gallons of sake down everyone's throat. They wanted all of the passengers either sound asleep or too happy to care that we were over the Pacific Ocean.
Sake hangovers. Ugh. Bad memories.
That looks very exciting. Puss
See, I didn't know I'd want to die the next day from drinking it, but I found out.NotF-yes, it was a cool place. They even had a little museum that show how sake is made.MRT-cold and warm and cloudy and clear - they had it all.
What cool bottles! I am embarrassed to admit that I have never had sake. Now I must try it, in moderation, of course ;-)
sake + me = instant headache. I wish I could do it, but it just doesn't like me, and I'm not so sure how I feel about it either.
Laura b-definitely try it. It's a different experience.Churlita-yep.
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