Let us sit and talk. Diana tried to hand her the larger of the potatoes, but the woman gently pushed it aside, and took the smaller from her. Although Ryu's potatoes are about the best outside of Tokyo, they still give me wind. If I ate that large one, I should be rumbling and sputtering for the rest of the day. The woman laughed, bit into her potato and spoke through a mouthful.
Life is full of small risks.
And she chomped off another steaming mouthful. I've not eaten them just baked like this before. And she took another, heartier mouthful. The two women sat silently eating for a minute or so, gazing down at the splendidly iced park below them. It's so beautiful.