I always thought breakfast meant sugar—pancakes, cereal, orange juice. Then in Tokyo, someone served me grilled fish, miso soup, and rice at 8 a.m. My brain said “dinner.” My body said “too early.” But after a few bites, I felt… good. No sugar crash, no hunger an hour later. Just steady energy. It made me realize: maybe Americans wake up craving sugar not because we need it, but because we’ve been trained to. #JapaneseFood #BreakfastCulture #RethinkMorning