Harmony of uneven apples

At our headquarters in Ginza, we receive a lot of year-end gifts.

Lately, I’ve been eating a lot of cookies, Japanese sweets, and sweets.

Yesterday, a whole raw salmon and a cardboard box of apples arrived.

The salmon was cut into pieces, and the staff divided up two apples each to take home.

I refrained from eating salmon and apples.

When living alone at home, disposing of food waste can be a hassle.

It has become quite tedious to have to carry the trash cans out at dawn, unnoticed, on the three garbage disposal days a week.

In fact, I’m not good at even holding a knife and peeling an apple.

When I was a child, I think I ate it with the skin on.

You may have eaten it whole.

Now that I go to the dentist and get implant treatment, I feel nostalgic.

However, as the social problem of pesticides on farms became apparent, mothers started peeling the skins and feeding them to their children.

Even my mother is not good at peeling the skin, and the peeled skin is thick.

Even in my childish mind, I remembered thinking that my mother was clumsy.

And I always watched as my mother’s long, white fingers stretched out the belt of apple skin.

Did he want to eat an apple?

Her mother’s rhythm was fun.

Things like this made me happy memories, and I still have them today.

The staff at Koyama is also uneven.

These are mismatched apples.

But the harmony is beautiful.

It’s the same as Japan’s castle walls.

When I go to a rural area, I usually return after seeing the castle there.

Stones with so many different shapes form a beautiful castle wall.

And it’s stronger than the retaining walls of European castles.

And more beautiful.

The harmony of Koyama is beautiful.

And it’s fun.

I have a bass voice, but young people’s voices are soprano and tenor.

Last night was an early year-end party at the Ginza office, and we had conveyor belt sushi inside the office.

Surprisingly, a rotating stand was even brought into the office, and a craftsman held it right in front of me.

What a luxury, isn’t it?

In fact, I once held an event at a mother and child support facility, and it was so well received that I started holding conveyor belt sushi competitions for mothers and children as well as at my office.

Young, new lawyers also participated, and the event was a lively student party.

I’m a little worried about my blood sugar this morning, the day after a year-end party full of ginger ale and rice.

Pulse oximeter 96/97/97

Body temperature 36.3 Blood sugar 151

Management craftsman

CEO Yasunari Koyama


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