For many years, I never thought I would develop an appreciation for anything Japanese. Growing up in the Philippines, I learned early in school about the history between our nations—how Japan invaded the Philippines during World War II and the countless lives lost. These stories were heavy, and they made me resent anything that was linked to Japan. I was never interested in Japanese culture, nor did I have any desire to visit Japan. But over time, my perspective started to change, not because I forgot history, but because I chose to embrace something that transcends the past—the joy of food.
Japanese food, to me, was a completely new world that I had never expected to fall in love with. It wasn’t just Korean cuisine that piqued my interest, but the delicate flavors and creativity of Japanese dishes like yaki yasai (grilled vegetables), tako nigiri (octopus sushi), and many others. The flavors of Japanese food are fresh, simple, and filled with a depth that’s unlike anything else I’ve tasted before. There’s something about the balance of ingredients, the harmony of textures, and the careful preparation that has a way of drawing you in.
Living between Bielefeld and Osnabrück, we are lucky to have Japanese restaurants nearby. One of our favorites is Sumo Bielefeld, which offers an all-you-can-eat buffet, making it a popular choice for us when we’re craving a taste of Japan. There’s also Ichiban, another wonderful place to enjoy Japanese cuisine. These buffets are a great way to sample a variety of dishes, from sushi and sashimi to hot dishes like teriyaki and yaki soba. Of course, we’re mindful of our budget because dining at these places isn’t cheap, but every now and then, it’s worth it for the experience. The joy of picking from a wide selection and savoring each bite makes it all feel worthwhile.
My journey with Japanese food taught me a valuable lesson—not just about flavors, but about forgiveness and moving forward. It wasn’t easy to overcome the resentment I once felt because of the painful history between our two countries. But as I grew older, I realized that holding on to the past would only keep me from enjoying the present. I learned that, while history cannot be changed, it’s important to forgive and to look at the world with a broader perspective. Japan, like every other country, has its own story—its people, their culture, and the beauty they offer. It’s about recognizing the good in the present and how the world is evolving, not just dwelling on the mistakes of the past.
Food, in a way, is the perfect metaphor for this. It brings people together, it opens minds, and it creates experiences that transcend borders. Through my love for Japanese food, I’ve come to appreciate not only the culinary artistry but also the cultural exchange that allows us to share in each other’s histories, growth, and healing. My love for Japanese food is not just about the taste; it’s about learning to appreciate what the world has to offer, despite the shadows of history. It’s about finding joy in the little things—like a simple piece of nigiri—and recognizing that sometimes, what we need most is to forgive and move forward.
