I wish just once the answer to a failing restaurant would be something like logistics or an issue with service, instead of some wabisabi intangible like "seeing the face of the chef" in the food.
although a part of me loves the idea of a professional photographer getting a half-chub off of a kiwi on an unglazed plate.
Like on one hand, food can cause that. I can eat my pancakes, moms pancakes, and grandmas pancakes. We cook em the same cus we all learnt from grandma.
I can still pick out whose is grandmas. So in that way, I "see" the face of the cook.
On the other, I know who makes my favorite order of fried chicken Kaarage at the Japanese spot. I know his face, I know he cooks well. I do not know his name but I know thats sure his work alright. I dont need to think of the man when I eat to appreciate the effort.
" Your food is good, nutritionally its perfect, the tastes are good, but you dont come through in it "
Ok and?? This chapter is less his restaurant is dissatisfactory and more Arakawa and Kyougoku are just straight up depressed? GO SEE A PSYCHOLOGIST, BOTH OF YOUSE.