THE WORLD DIGESTED

C’est la guerre. The long-dreaded World War III is finally here. The waiting is over. It is here and now, everywhere and against...

Venice, once the rich republic of seafaring traders, now trades in tourism. Instead of spices and silk from the Orient, she receives fridge

“What’s the matter? Where’re you going? You, chicken! That’s it, isn’t it—Nothing but a little chicken!” Marty’s body stiffens, his eyes...

But in the meantime, pray to George Carlin (and maybe Joe Pesci too just to make sure), and chant "Save the Planet":   Save the t

Authenticity—that is what we strive for. It is about being genuine; it is about being true; and it is about being original. Don’t we all wis

Gone with the wind and time—we say good bye to Tsukiji, to the sea, to edomae and to the fish. Forgotten and foregone is the art of nimono a

For every single yen counts here in Nishinari, Osaka. It is a town without convenience stores because nothing sold in 7-Eleven or FamilyMart

There are 28 countries, soon to be 27, in the European Union: Austria, Belgium, Bulgaria, Croatia, Republic of Cyprus, Czech Republic,...

Human beings are animals. Thus we get into cat fights and dog fights, and we sigh, blaming our misbehavior on our animal instincts. Neverthe

Perhaps, the cruel wind that breathes down from Mount Hiei carries a cold that is made more physiologically chilling by its psychological as

Sardines – these unfortunate creatures – are so weak that they are even named as “weak fish” in Japanese (iwashi).

"I observe how fast the people eat higashi," says Mr. Kita, as it was his gauge for the dryness of the customer's mouth, he ex

a café provides that sweet touch of human sympathy, a conviviality in the hubbub of activities, a sense of companionship and a feeling of be

Culture is nothing but a web of ideas, shifting and changing. For, the human mind is simply too susceptible to inertia (so are the rest of t

As the palate opens, so does the mind. Once the physical hunger is satiated, the intellect starts to wander and wonder – what kind of land,

The origin of this famous gateau can be traced back to the Duchy of Savoy at the foot of the eponymous Mont Blanc, naturally, but the origin

ut a jar of jam is not just a jar of cooked fruit, is it? It is a magical mixture where nature meets art: made of only sugar and fruit, the

Yet one little bakery in Nara – just steps away from the deer, the people and the largest Buddha in the world – has decided to name their sh

Now, there is no argument that ceremony is dead: it is dead in Japan, it is dead in the U.K., and it is dead just about everywhere and anywh

In the heart of quaint Ningyo-cho, one of the few districts in Tokyo which still wears Edo on its sleeve, or a shield against modernity, is