I have to confess something to you: I ate mugwort. Yes, I sure did. No earthly idea what it is, but it sure was tasty. (Hey! Maybe that's what caused the pink elephants I saw that afternoon.)
The mugwort came in the form of yomogi mochi, a Japanese herbed-infused rice-paste ball filled with sweet red bean paste. Apparently the "yomogi" is Japanese mugwort. Well, whatever. It was delish.
And I had a glass of cold barley tea (mugicha) with it - the traditional summer drink here in The Land of the Rising Goldfish. (Oh, oops. That was just on my glass.) The goldfish is another symbol of summer, and I have to squeeze the last drops out of this season before it's gone. I mean, it's already down to a high of 29 C (84 F). Brrrrr.