There is a question that everyone has heard at least once.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Questions about what you want to be when you grow up, and about future aspirations and dreams.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Most of the time, that question was actually asking about my profession. When I was young, I answered that I was a scientist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don't remember if it was an answer planted by someone or if I wanted it myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Even when I turned twenty, nothing had changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Even after listing the names of the jobs and looking at them, I didn't feel any desire to have them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I chose the College of Engineering based on my grades. I calculated that it would be enough to make a living. It was a rational choice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Around that time, I rethought the form of dreams.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It is not about a job, but about what kind of life I will lead in the future and in what situations I can feel joy and happiness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I narrowed it down like that, one scene remained.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Treating loved ones to warm food and a drink.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was simple and specific, and it really touched my heart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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After recalling that scene, I became certain. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I realized that the day, which used to feel so harsh, is actually full of things to enjoy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I poured my heart and soul into the food.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eating delicious food, making it yourself, and sharing it. Following the path of food and cooking, I arrived at alcohol.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alcohol involved many variables. Even with the same ingredients, completely different drinks resulted depending on temperature, timing, the hands, and small details.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was interested in that subtle difference.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The diversity and cultural depth created by small variables were so captivating that I became convinced that even pouring my entire lifetime of affection into it would not be enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Fermentation is the act of capturing time. The temperature of this season, the state of the ingredients\u2014these remain exactly as they are within the alcohol.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I started making alcohol, the seasons caught my eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fruits that grow only during this season, and ingredients available only in this region.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The concept of seasonality entered my senses and settled beside me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I wanted to capture ingredients from all over the country and around the world in alcohol.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Things that grow only in this region, things that can only be found at this time of year. As I chased after them, my feet began to move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I ended up traveling to find ingredients suitable for the season and the brewery that makes the liquor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Some breweries were located in the mountains, while others were near the seaside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I had to go there to realize that the air and water of that space permeated the alcohol.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The trip wasn't the goal; it just happened to turn into a trip as I followed the alcohol.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Alcohol is a beverage of aroma. It touches the nose before the mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I became interested in alcohol, I started studying aromas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When I closed my eyes and focused only on my nose, things that usually just brushed past became clear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I didn't have great talent, but I found enjoyment in creating scents that suited the time and scene. I liked the process of finding them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In this way, my tastes expanded, centering around alcohol.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Spring strawberries have a clear and fresh scent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When you take a bite of a summer peach, the juice flows down to your wrist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In autumn, the firm, crisp sweetness of fresh apples, and in winter, the scent that spreads the moment you peel a yuzu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I want to capture and share these moments. This is the background behind the birth of this blog.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
John Keating said that poetry, romance, and beauty enrich life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For me, I believe it is a warm evening, drinks and food, and conversation between people.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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