Japanese breakfasts

Breakfasts in other countries tell the truth. Dinners and Lunches can be dressed up and made to seem like meals one enjoys at home, and in fact it can be really eay to get some dishes around the home, comforting dishes like spaghetti and pizza. But at breakfast there is not always a lot of room for hominess, and one is left to find deliciousness in whatever the locals eat unless an expensive hotel chain can provide cherished foods from back home. We had miso noodle soup for breakfast today, followed by bowls of juicy strawberries lightly dressed with condensed milk. Oatmeal would not improve this meal. It was totally delicious on its own. I went for a run outside yesterday in Okayama. Along a course that hugged a winding river, and occasionally under a canopy of light pink cherry blossoms. It was early morning. The rain had just stopped and there was a freshness in the air. I ran on concrete and gravel and saw people on bicycles, maybe heading to work. No stray animals! Small houses with gates, tight against the concrete of the road.