A Record of a Glass | Episode 115: Chiyomusubi Junmai Unfiltered Raw Sake (Sakaiminato, Tottori)

Tracing the land through a single glass of sake.

Swayed by the Sakai Line, pointing toward the terminus.
The names of yokai passing by the window
gently encroach upon reality.

Emerging from that excitement,
I arrive at a brewery where the sea breeze blows.

Sakaiminato, Tottori.
A melody of connection, traveling through the ages.

Now, to the main event.

Uncorking.
A sweet aroma, faint yet certain, brushes against the nasal cavity.

Pouring.
A clarity so sharp, one would not expect it to be unfiltered.

Taking a sip.

Vibrancy.
The youthful freshness released by the raw, undiluted sake.

Filling.
Depth, filling the senses.
Deep within, a small light bursts.

The quiet, damp sunlight hidden by the Sea of Japan.

Passing through.
While brimming with strength,
in the end, it vanishes like moonlight, simply and purely.

It is calm.
The memory of the sea breeze dissolves into a gentle aftertaste.

The climate of Sakai forms a quiet outline.
I immerse myself in the depth of its embrace.

—— Conclusion.

This glass is
a sound to quietly anchor the passing time.
As such a glass, I record it here.