In September and October 2024, I traveled to Japan initially to provide consulting support at a restaurant, but the two months stretched far beyond their original purpose. We moved through Fukushima, Chiba, and Miura, following fields and forests, meeting farmers, and tracing the rhythms of the land. Every ingredient we used—cultivated or wild—carried the imprint of those encounters, the taste of place folded into its form. At the end of the stay, these gathered and foraged elements came together in a pop-up that felt like a map of our travels: the quiet sweetness of hillside herbs, the mineral sharpness of coastal greens, the subtle, uncompromising character of plants we had just seen growing. The meal was both record and tribute, a fleeting portrait of the landscapes and hands that had shaped it. I am deeply grateful to Max and Yuki of Massif, whose generosity and guidance made the journey possible.