BIG MAN is one of the first landmarks you should memorize in Osaka, and I learned this the hard way ten years ago when somebody told me to meet them there later.
I was all like, “what big man?” Everyone within a two kilometer radius spontaneously combusted in laughter at the country boy chawing on a rice stalk, with cow shit caked on his boots, driving his daddy’s tractor.
So yeah, this is me giving props where they’re deserved.
Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
GREAT banner!
I prefer Co-Bigman myself. Less of a crowd.
I met someone at the Big Man myself just the weekend before this past one. Are you living in Osaka?
Not anymore! I’m living on Awajishima now.