Fushimi Inari Shrine in Kyoto, Japan is probably one of my favorite shrines. I love this temple of worship because of its aesthetics. The color of the structures contrasts very well with nature. It’s vermilion in color. The red-orange color of the torii gates mixes well with the bright blue pigment of the sky as well as the lush green fauna surrounding the area. It’s visually rich!
Maybe another reason why I unconsciously came to like this shrine is because it is dedicated to Inari, the Shinto religion’s God of Rice. I guess I adore it because I myself is a rice lover. Close friends know that given a few numbers of meal periods, I will go nuts if there would be no rice served in any of my meals.
After going around the beautiful shrine, me and my family headed towards right beside the shrine’s local village where there were quaint restaurants aligned along the narrow street. We entered one of the charming restos to have lunch. Luckily, my nephew cleverly ordered the specialty of the village, the Inari Sushi.
Another landmark experience I had in Japan was my tasting of the authentic, original and genuine Inari sushi. I have tasted Inari sushi in the past but never in my wildest dream would I get the chance to eat this rice-stuffed dish in a tofu pouch in the place it was named after.
It was a no brainer! For me it was the best Inari Sushi!
Pinaghalong ganda, hanga at sarap!