When we set out to the town from Kamome no Baa Baa, we remembered the okonomiyaki place that Ms. Lily recommended, which is owned by a Guatemalan. Since we were all starving, we decided to visit it.

The green sunroof with the restaurant's name and the orange walls remind us of the colorful culture of South America. But the way they cooked the okonomiyaki on the griddle in front of us was truly authentic.

Having fallen in love with the dish, the owner Mr. Lopez-Fernandez had practiced at Hassho, a famous okonomiyaki restaurant. He opened his eatery in Yokogawa where his Japanese partner's family lived.

The okonomiyaki he made for us was nothing but fluffy godliness. What gives it its own spice is the jalapenos sprinkled on top. The sourness of the pickled chili peppers perfectly matches with the soft tartness of the sauce and piqued our appetite for the soft dough. We readily accepted the deliciousness of it despite its peculiarity. It was yet another side of the diverse culture of Yokogawa.