My feeling had absolutely same taste with its sharp sweetness as I remember my childhood in Japan.
The Physalis’s season is mid-summer in Japan, but I did trip the time for a moment.
Summer festivals, Fire works, the crowd in high humidity…
Cherish the memory of the past.
What changed and what remained in me?
And what can I give to my children as our family heritage?
Thinking such a thing, I cooked Physalis in my kitchen.