Johana Hikiyama Matsuri. Nanto-shi, Toyama, Japan. By Judd Abramson.

True story, I dated a guy who lived down the street from the ice cream truck depot in the West Village. Around 5pm, every summer evening, they all roll out as an adorably coordinated sugar-fueled cheer army. The jingles were always delightful because even though they were loud, they just sound like happiness.

Hadouken! Ibaraki Prefecture, Japan. By Judd Abramson.

Isshiki beach in Hayama. Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan. By Judd Abramson.

That is way more eloquent that I could possibly be. My only reaction was FUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK YOOUUUUUUUUUUU!

People, please start believing that health care IS the miracle God sent you.

Early December in Ueno Park. Tokyo, Japan. By Judd Abramson.

Thanks for publishing my photo Brian! This was taken at a restaurant called Warayaki-ya in Shinagawa. Their speciality is katsuo, which is skewered and cooked over straw. It gives a smokey flavor on the outside while keeping the inside mostly uncooked. And it’s quite a spectacle, as you can see in the picture above.

Cooking with flames. Shinagawa, Tokyo. By Judd Abramson.