An emergency dinner.
Last night, I stood up from my desk to go to bed and the next thing I knew I was lying on the floor with my chair on top of me, my electric fan beside me and other stuff all in the wrong place. I have no idea what happened.
Anyway, I woke up this morning, to find that my left foot was no longer functional. I suspected broken toes, but after limping, hobbling and muttering all the way to the local quackery, an X-ray decided the bones are intact but the flesh is severely bruised.
Point being that I am virtually immobile for a few days. So dinner was not what I had planned, but I soldiered on on one leg and came up with something. Fortunately, the seafood place lies between my place and the lair of the white-coated medical torturers! And they provided me with a chair when they saw my difficulty. One young lady even offered to carry my meagre purchases home for me.
So, clam and mustard green soup.
Simple fried shrimp over orzo with garlic and scallions - dusted with shichimi togarishi.
