After a long day at Yukohama Food, I finally stepped through the front door of our cozy home. A smile spread across my face as I thought about the little quirks of our customers and the way Kiyoshi had managed to charm a particularly grumpy patron today.

I set my bag down and allowed myself a moment to just stand there. My thoughts wandered to our kids; Reimi, Reiko and Shun. Just as I was beginning to relish the quiet, the doorbell rang, startling me out. I walked over the door to open it.