My sister and I also stopped at Mitsuwa, which wasn't far away, and I bought a big bottle of sake that came with a tokkuri (bottle) and two choko (little cups). I heated the tokkuri after washing the things and enjoyed some hot sake last night. Delicious.
Still working on the short story. It stands at 1,410 now, and the scope of the thing feels like it'll probably end up being between 6,000 and 7,000 words. Back when I was writing prose fiction regularly, I don't think I ever went as slowly as I seem to be going on this thing. An effect of time, I guess, though I don't know if it's because I'm out of practice or because I've gotten more thoughtful. I guess it wouldn't make any difference to the aliens from the Andromeda galaxy . . .