Seeing the Family Computer console in the display case instantly reminded me of weekends away at my grandparents’ beach house with my family. After spending most of the day in the sun and surf, my sister and I would go inside and spend time playing games against each other or arguing over who gets to play the single player games first. Often my parents would join in the fun and play with us. Quite often our Family Computer console would stop working, and the only way to make it start again was to blow into the game cartridge and hope for the best.
When I came to Japan I found the rice cookers to be very modern and slick, at this museum I saw what you would consider old-style rice cookers. And guess what, it was the same one we still use in Costa Rica. These type of rice cookers are still sold in my country, so I found it very fun. In my country we start the rice cooker with some oil, garlic and onion; you fry the rice and then cook it normally. Making rice on this machine was one of the first things my mother taught me how to make at home, and I definitely burned the rice more than once.