I took the kids out for ramen last night, and while we were waiting for our gyoza dumplings to be fried up, I realized something interesting: I’d been coming to that restaurant for a decade and a half, since back when my wife and I were dating, and for all that time, the prices had never gone up. It seemed incredible to me, so I glanced at the menu to be sure, but the Miso Corn Ramen was still 600 yen, and the gyoza was still 300 yen for a plate of five pieces. This is the general rule in Japan, a country which for some reason sees very little inflation in the prices of everyday goods, perhaps due to government involvement in various aspects of the economy for “stability” purposes, or for other reasons we gaijin can’t fathom. Now, of course, the price of oil is finally causing some prices to inch up faster than the snail’s pace they normally move at, and when the Nissin Food Company announced they’d be raising the prices of their instant noodles, it was treated as big sky-is-falling news, despite the fact that it was a small increase, and the first in no less than seventeen years. Today at lunch the cashier at the croquette shop we stopped at apologized in a meek voice that they’d been forced to raise their prices slightly, and I told her it was okay.I hate GOT to stop writing about food in the evenings. I get so hungry…
