Dosanko Biyori

At a snow sports day, I realized how clumsy I am while searching for mandarins buried in the snow.

When someone says about butter corn ramen, “I can’t eat butter on carbs — the calories scare me,” I want to ask, “Then isn’t there butter in that tarako pasta of yours?”

The helpless feeling of not being able to answer the origin of the name "Kochan-fo" even though you rely on Kochan-fo.

A Dosanko essay written by an author born and raised in Hokkaido. Whether you live in Hokkaido or not, why not get a taste of Dosanko life?

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