odango wa...anata o aishite imasu.

is it possible to love a food?  i mean, really love a food.  if that is the case, i'd say that i've re-ignited my old love affair with a shapely japanese morsel called dango.

plump round balls of gooey rice flour, grilled to perfection whilst lined up snug on a bamboo skewer.
laden in a sweet-savory sauce of sugar-soy.  it is light, it is joy, it is delicious.  nice to see you, old friend dango.