KEIKO KOMA net

21 Feb. 2012

Komagayushiruko

Many years ago when I entered a restaurant in Chinatown the music of a string instrument greatly attracted my heart that brought me a wind of the great continent with nostalgia for ancient times. My soul trembled and I shed tears. The warmth of ancient people’s hearts that cherished each other was revived. A wind has indeed come from the mainland where my heart and body always felt at home as I could realize that I was standing on the land of my roots. This happened to my wonder as I went to the birth place of my ancestors. At the restaurant I ordered a Shiruko sweet bean soup and I asked if these beans were originated from my ancestor’s land, the northeastern part of China, and to my great joy many of them were from that area, and also I learned that this Shiruko was good for woman who had given birth to a baby. My heart was greatly touched as I realized the warmth of people who had elaborated to make a special food out of love for their family members wishing every fellow’s health and goodness. Then I was motivated to do the same so after having opened the Koma gallery Café at Yasaka in Kyoto, I created my own version of sweat bean soup, Komagayushiruko. And today after some time, I handmade one by myself. As every material was something good for women after the birth of baby, to my joy it was obviously good for everybody’s health and esthetics. It tasted gentle to life and its slightly sweet aroma carried the warmth of heart. I was very happy. I always realized love when I came to taste a delicious traditional dish in various countries when I had a chance to visit. I realized the heart of people who had endeavored to cook something good and healthy for their fellows. I acknowledged a long human history and numerous lives of people who had wished the happiness and healthy life of everybody else. I prayed that the precious life of each people would live a brilliantly shining life. I would express my sincere heart and pave a way for realizing it. Like this I recalled the sound of a string instrument from the mainland as I tasted Komagayushiruko and I was filled with vigor to realize my concert in some future in my homeland. Thank you very much.