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Opening Song Omohide (Memories) by Suzuki Tsunekichi

~ KOBAYASHI Kaoru ~

~ IWAMATSU Ryo ~

~ OGATA Morio ~

kimi ga hai ta shiroi iki ga The white breath you exhale

Produced by TOSAKA Takuma

ima, yukkuri kaze notte Is slowly riding in the wind

sora ni ukabu kumo no naka ni And little by little vanishing

sukoshi zutsu kie te yuku Inside the clouds up in the sky

tooku takai sora no naka de From inside the high and faraway sky

te o nobasu shiroi kumo The white clouds reach out to you

kimi ga hai ta iki o sutte And drink the white breath you exhale

As the day comes to an end,

and people make their way home,

my own day begins.

[~ Traditional Tonjiru ~ 600 yen ~ Beer ~ 600 yen, ~ Sake ~ 500 yen ~ Shochu ~ 400 yen Max. three drinks per customer] My menu is all there.

The possibility of getting served anything else...

as long as it's possible,

my business model.

I am open from midnight to seven of the morning after.

People call this...

Midnight Restaurant.

How is business doing?!

Well enough, I'd say.

~ WITHS2 4th Anniversary Special ~ SHINYA SHOKUDO - midnight restaurant

Episode 5 Butter Rice

Ahh... Right!

Yuriko is getting married!

It's with her first love from middle school or something,

and they got in touch again because of business, completely by chance!

Wait a second...

How old is Yuriko again?

36.

Arafo*. (*Around 40)

So that means... what...

A reunion after twenty years?!

Sure does!

Fantasy!!

Compared to her, we're just...

"We" what? Don't group us all with you?

I knew it. It does exist!

Is it fate?

That red thread...

The only red thread you bring to mind is a tangled one.

Still better to have a tangled one than nothing at all!

Guess so?!

But take a closer look, and you'll start seeing the flaws already.

Enough with that.

Been a while.

Ohh!

Ohh... Looks promising.

Back when I was studying in Paris and penniless,

I would often spend time at bistrots like this.

Here, should we sit over there?

All right.

I think I saw him on TV.

Be it three stars or five, this place has very little to do with that game.

Master. For starters, some beers.

Also... You have some atsuage* left?

(*a thicker variety of aburaage, deep-fried tofu)

Sure do.

- Then, we'll have that. - Still, Komi-chan...

brought along exactly the kind of species I detest, food critics.

Tasty.

Haven't had a beer in Japan in quite some time, all right.

Had grown tired of wine, so all the better.

Ahh... I'm glad I brought you here, then.

But that ris de veau* earlier today was just a tragedy.

(*veal sweetbreads, renowned gourmet delicacy)

A little more and I would have puked right there.

Is that so?

The sauce's flavor was barely masking it,

but they didn't even wash away the blood properly.

It's scary to see such amateurs be allowed to serve food and be praised for it.

In Paris, they'd have gone belly up by now.

But, tell me. You like caviar?

Well, I have no particular...

Next time, I'll take you to this restaurant I often go to,

and have you try blin*.

(*Traditional Russian pancakes)

It's the best dish you can get, among those using caviar.

Instead, get me a fine bottle of champagne.

Someone is stinking up my ochazuke, all of a sudden.

Here you go, atsuage is ready.

- Ohh! - Thank you.

But, how about that pizza from your last show...

- Italian? - Yeah.

Ahh... That pizza...

was second rate even by Tokyo standards.

Right when he was about to completely kill the atmosphere...

Come on in!

How are you?

Goro-san is one of the very few remaining of a dying breed,

the street singer.

Here you are.

Butter rice and a small serving of Tonjiru.

I'm always thankful.

Waiting about thirty seconds for the butter to melt...

is Goro'san style.

Just a little...

A little...

And after that, adding a touch of soy sauce, and stirring gently.

Excuse me. Can I have that as well?

Me, too.

Coming.

What now...

Don't! You already had two servings of ochazuke.

I take no money from Goro-san.

And instead of that...

he graces me with just one song.

Always the same one.

~ Wandering about the last 40 years,"

"I am known around these parts for even making crying kids smile,"

"Goro is my name."

Ahh... If you were in the middle of a meal, just go ahead and eat.

"It was a long and winding road to Hakodate."

"Past the storming waves I went."

"As you sent me away, you hid the tears flowing down your face."

"Memories of you ache like a distant wound,"

"a desire hard to control."

"Waves of pain sweltering my soul."

Thanks for that.

Have you heard that?! That was great!

So poignant.

Butter rice.

One serving of butter rice for me as well.

Coming.

Here is wagyu* poele** on a bed of red wine sauce and quenelles***.

(*Japanese beef **French for frying pan ***creamed meat+breadcrumbs)

Sensei?!

Ohh...

The ingredients are quite passable.

Yes, we get A5 class kuroge (black hair) wagyu delivered to us daily.

It is so fresh and delicate, it could even be eaten raw.

The quenelle is made with three different kinds of pesto,

while the sauce was infused with truffles, and...

If you'll excuse us,

Sensei's participation is required at a party in Hiroo*.

(*upscale Shibuya district)

Here...

Shall we get going?

Yes.

Master.

I upset you yesterday, didn't I?

For bringing a famous food critic like Toyama Masao here...

I guess.

I just wanted to show him.

What real food tasted like.

Butter rice.

To make something like butter rice,

all you need to do is adding butter on top, so you can make it at home.

My wife has spent so long overseas,

all she gives me is bread.

Ohh Ohh!

Will that...

street singer come tonight?

Goro-san, you mean?

He comes only once per week, on Thursdays.

That street singer thing, can he make a living out of that?

Don't ask me.

So... Here you go.

Sadly I don't have enough change for that.

Ohh... I'll come again anyway,

so you can give it to me next time.

Can you drop me over there?

But we're still far from your place?!

It's all right.

There is a place I need to drop by to.

You can go ahead.

Ahh... Fine.

From there on in,

Toyama-san would come by every Thursday night.

How's things?

Ahh.... Sensei!

That sushi place you reviewed was really something.

The chief was happy with it as well.

I'm so envious! I'd love to go there.

I guess with my salary it would be a little over the top?

Master. Butter rice.

Coming.

What shall we have?

Our Critic Sensei comes all the time now,

but Goro-san has been nowhere to be seen for quite some time.

Goro-san!

Is it all right?

Yes.

Sorry for pushing you so much.

But low-paying jobs are gaining steam in this bad economy.

I'll leave you to it.

The day Goro-san finally showed up...

was about three months after Toyama-san had become a regular.

Goro-san...

I owe you so much for all this time,

but now my career as street singer is over.

Is anything wrong?

Can't play guitar anymore.

Broke my fingers doing factory work.

I'm going around thanking all the people who kindly offered me their patronage.

That's so sudden...

So long.

Goro-san.

By any chance, do you remember me?

I'm Ritsuko's little brother, Masao.

You know, the one you gave guitar lessons to...

Your index goes here.

While the middle finger goes here.

Press hard with the ring finger here.

Here you go.

- Bon apetit! - Yes.

I'm sorry I only had this much.

Masao, do it this way, and it'll taste even better.

Just a little...

A little here...

That's right! So tasty.

"That's right! So tasty!"

Stop that!

Is that so?

How about any family?

No, I have none.

My sister is alone as well, now.

But, Ritsuko...

She was going to marry whom her parents chose,

but she changed her mind and came back.

But, when she did, you had already left Hakodate.

A lot has happened since then,

but she's still living by herself.

She runs a small karaoke bar in Matzukaze-cho.

I am sure she's still waiting for you.

But...

It's already too late, now.

Butter rice never loses its taste, no matter what.

Here you go.

Goro-san.

So there was really someone in Hakodate, as you sang.

Just a little...

According to Toyama-san,

Goro-san returned to Hakodate after that,

and seems like he's helping out his sister at her bar.

What is this?

It's all right, go ahead and eat.

Yes...

After Goro-san left,

less and less people ordered butter rice.

But, at least as far as this man goes,

there was no change.

Great!

Master!

Butter rice for three!

Uh?!

Coming.

Sensei.

Are you reviewing this place for some magazine or something?

Won't write a thing!

I don't want people to know about this place.

Why is that?

If customers start piling up, I won't be able to come.

- Not to mention.... - Not to mention?

You can't rate this kind of food.

Another one!

Still,

can there truly be a food critic like that?

Coming.

~ to be continued ~

As simple to make as it is tasty,

butter rice consists in adding butter on top of your rice,

and waiting for it to melt, nothing more.

The flavor of butter is just irresistible.

Also, as butter sold in stores already has salt,

only add a touch,

just a touch of soy sauce.

Excess salt, intake warning!

More than that, it's enough not to ruin that irresistible flavor.

You can eat it wrapped in nori (seaweed),

or any other spice is fine as well.

Ohh?! Goro-san, you were here?

Nice dreams to you....

Good night, everyone!

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~ KOBAYASHI Kaoru ~ Master

~ IWAMATSU Ryo ~ Toyama Masao

~ SUDO Risa ~ Miki

~ KOBAYASHI Asako ~ Rumi

~ YOSHIMOTO Saeko ~ Kana

~ OGATA Morio ~ Goro-san

~ Subtitles by MisterX ~ Timing QC: ay_link

~ On The Next Episode Of ~ SHINYA SHOKUDO

You must win! Promise!

You really can be dense.

I wonder if he even thinks about the future.

I put everything on the line for this bout.

~ In protest against a fat grumpy feline munching his owner's slippers, ~

~ this installment of "subtitler fails painfully at trying to be funny" will not air ~

~ Then again, maybe I was too drunk to think of a decent punchline... ~