Neihu district — Tucking into some deep-fried frog on my 42nd birthday. Two years ago, I saw my upcoming birthday as a death sentence. I just knew that all fun and discovery in my life would disappear forever. Glad I ...
First a scooter collision. Now food poisoning. Where do I pick up my "Dad of the Year" award?
Former Tokyo resident/recovering copywriter attempting to work and educate his kids via airplanes, iPads and old-school pen & paper.
Our kids gasp and squeal as the jetsam surrenders to the flames. We're not in Tokyo anymore.