The stone-roasted sweet potato vendor's light truck passed by my house around noon.
When I looked at the outside from the second floor, the classical call sounded from the truck which was loaded with a big iron pot.
”いーしやぁーきいもーおいもー”
「いーしやぁーきいもーおいもー」と言う昔ながらの
呼び声が聞こえてきました。
孫が遊びに来ていたら私も一本食べられたのに...残念!