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this is goro akechi. i've created a tumblr blog (for myself and not for anyone else!). enjoy your time here, or don't, i don't care.

of course you jest, that's impossible.

i think a good pancake or crepe is very slept on. nevermind the bashing i get on social media for my... missteps regarding them, they are a nice treat i indulge in from time to time.

italian gelato is also very good. i particularly enjoy the pistachio and coffee-based flavours.

recently, i've been interested in filipino treats like turon (a kind of banana spring roll?) and halo-halo (a mix of a load of different ingredients like ube, ice cream, cornflakes, gelatin, etc), i trust that these will grow in popularity overtime, thanks to ube currently trending alongside matcha.

admittedly i forgot what this was. some sort of apple and apricot crumble, i think.

the overall taste was alright, but it had no variation throughout the dish. the crumble was a bit chewy(...) which was a bit odd but that may have just been because of the moisture from the fruit filling.

it is quite a stimulating experience, anon, thank you. i enjoy both the city and less developed areas, but as i've almost completely exhausted the city of new places to explore, the ever-changing landscape of the forest is nice. i liken it to mementos, which i used to escape the public eye before its disappearance.

went for a walk.

i didn't really plan my life ahead of shido's fall, and since i both died and didn't even carry it out, my one real, achievable dream has gone... well, unachieved. i've never envisioned winning the lottery before. well, maybe i've won something on a scratch card once, but that was probably used to buy necessities or treat sae-san to a meal for once.

even when i was brought back thanks to the good doctor's meddling, i wasn't sure if i would live long past january and didn't bother getting my hopes up.

that's what i was going for! thanks for noticing.

my brunch. i sent this to a friend before posting it here and she asked if i was poor and needed money...

this is a packaged coconut macaroon about the size of my palm, if a little bigger.

for a packaged good (and a gluten-free one at that), it was surprisingly well-made. it was not dry and while the flavour was not totally 'coconut', it was a vague but pleasant sweetness.

i am definitely in favour of moving somewhere quieter, now that i have no longer have any obligation to stay in the city for business. i've heard hokkaido is lovely, but as the detective prince is nonexistent, i have no source of income to fund any idea of relocating.

-- @akiren-offical

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(P.S. Yes, I'm asking because of the Russian Teriyaki incident.)

that.... oh.

that russian-roulette-hell-on-a-stick simply caught me off guard! if i had known it was that spicy, i would have been able to mentally prepare myself and thus truly be the picture of calm (personally, i think i did a great job at looking calm back then too...).

in normal situations, i wouldn't ever order spicy food for myself. it's a load of work and pain that doesn't equate to anything (sound famililar?). my palate is geared more towards mild and delicate flavours. popular desserts and snacks are hardly ever truly spicy anyways.

however, if i was starving and the last thing on earth was spicy or if a friend made something spicy for me, i'd suck it up and eat it.

yes, sometimes. eating out every day is a luxury most cannot afford in this economy, after all.

i learned to make instant noodles and the like when i lived alone as the detective prince, but an old acquaintance of mine taught me the basics of cooking after that.

a chinese-inspired dish created by a greek canadian, yet called hawaiian pizza.

it's not that good, but it isn't that bad, either. vehement pineapple on pizza haters are just as annoying as those who openly enjoy it.

my breakfast. its face is neutral because it has nothing to smile about in its short life.

comprised of greek-style yogurt, blueberries, sugar syrup, and some sweet cereal.