Sushiiiiiit, that looks tasty.We’re feeling a little crabby because the above post title does no justice whatsoever to the awesomeness of the event to which it refers; however, we’ll admit it’s pretty accurate.

That’s because on Nov. 8, from 12:30-1:30 p.m. on Upper Sproul Plaza, teams of Berkeley folk (students, faculty and otherwise) will be crafting the world’s largest California roll. As in the delicious, delicious, icon of America’s co-opting of other cultures. As in SUSHI. Not as in the vehicular moving violation.

The event is being sponsored by Berkeley’s Center for Japanese Studies (the department responsible for this and other seriously fab events) and Cal Dining, who will make sure rollers will have all the crab meat, avocado, rice and vineGarrrah! (apologies) that they’ll need to bring the record back to California. It now resides in Maui, apparently. And in 2001. read more »

totoro For those of you not already aware, the renowned, reclusive and recollective Japanese director Hayao Miyazaki made a brief appearance on UC Berkeley campus this evening.

The director accepted the Berkeley Japan Prize, presented by the Center For Japanese Studies, for his filmmaking and general badassery. In addition, Miyazaki did a Q&A this evening at Zellerbach Hall, for which a few of us at the Clog were lucky enough to be in attendance.

In case you may have missed it, we’ve collected a few of our impressions of the evening.

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A surprising number of people don’t realize that the Brutalist concrete chunk on Bancroft Way next to Caffe Strada is Berkeley’s own art museum. It doesn’t exactly scream “soothing gallery space,” at least from the outside, which is why we were way excited when we heard that we were getting a new one–designed by “modern-day Japanese luminary” Toyo Ito, no less. read more »


Bad-asseryWe’re not sure what it is about Clint Eastwood and Berkeley’s Center for Japanese Studies, but apparently they go together like Clint Eastwood and movies with guns in them. Or Clint Eastwood and silver foxiness. Ahem. You get the gist.

Anyway, what we’re getting at here is that the (and we quote ourselves on this one) “laconic gunslinger, squint-eyed cowboy lady-killer, stone-cold sonofabitch and enduring icon of masculinity” himself was in Berkeley on Friday, for the second time this academic year, and for the second time this academic year, he was at the Center for Japanese Studies.

Last time Eastwood was seen ’round these parts, it was to speak at a reception as a prize for designing the Resident Faculty Program’s logo. This time, he was here getting a prize, instead of being a prize. read more »