A friend of mind told me about it. "It drives around singing "YAAAAKIIIIIMOOOOO." And that's exactly what I heard. At first, I didn't see anyone around, and I didn't see any potatoes. But as I was walking away (still turning back to see if anyone showed up) the seller came up and beckoned me over and I pretty much ran. It cost 400 ¥. Pretty high for a potato I though, but I might never see this truck again, so why not? When he pulled it out and weighed it, I was kind of stunned. 600gs of yam...That's a big yam! I at first thought it was raw because it was dark and I just saw yam. I would of easily microaved it (cause we have no oven), but would of been peeved that I paid 400¥ for a yam.
He chatted me up a bit while I got my money out. He was very nice and soon enough he handed me my potato. He handed it over and it was hot and a bit soft. It was already cooked.
It. Was. Awesome.
It was plain, of course, but it as hot and soft and the yam was sweet and just really delicious. I managed to take a picture before I devoured the thing.
That was after a few bites and, though you can't see it, I'm still holding a good potion in the bag. I couldn't finish it. I am ashamed to say that I could not finish my yakimo. I was hungry when I started and stuffed by the time I finished. I didn't want to throw the rest away, but food is frowned upon on the train, and I already get looked at enough.
If I see the guy again, I'm buying again.
On the train today, there super duper tall guys were at the station. What is "super duper tall" to me? The tallest, I might of hit his chest, maybe! The other two with him were at least two heads taller than me. I was not the only one looking! Never thought I'd see that in Japan!