This is what I had for dinner tonight. I ordered a shrimp katzu in a Japanese restaurant. I don’t know if you treat RICE as importantly as I do. But I definitely cannot survive without rice. Although during the first two years of my life, I lived with my grandparents who are used to eat flour-made dishes like noodles and dumplings. However, deeply influenced by my father’s eating habbit I grew up to be a person who loves rice.

I cannot emphasize more about how important rice to me in a katzu. Someone may claim that katzu is delicious because of the chicken, pork or shrimp, which is of course the main part of the dish. But for me, without a bowl of perfect steamed rice, it cannot be called “katzu.”

The category “Screen Capture” shouldn’t be confused with “Rambling.” I will just stop here. But a little bit about work today. Chris resigned. I kind of miss him. I’ve always thought there’s a connection between us. Maybe it’s because we are both somehow addicted to writing and photographing. To some people, maybe he’s a little weird, but for me that’s his personality. Personalities make who we are.