When your tummy is raw from Vicodin/Naproxen heaving cocktails - this is what a Japanese mom makes for you. There is comfort gruel in every country it seems, and I do enjoy all of them. Grits from the South, Oatmeal anywhere, Congee in Hong Kong with a sliver of pork and ginger, and Okayu at home. Rice and Water. Nothing more pure than that, unless you want to sprinkle a little spring onions for color.
My heart and thoughts are saddened with the continuous NHK broadcast of the earthquake/tsunami disaster at home. How precious Life is.
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