masa's good friend and art advisor haruo konishi has a family hideaway here.yle home built around an irori -- a sunken hearth in the middle of the living room. it's wild getting up here, the snow, the rocks in the road. >> masa: yeah, right? >> anthony: man, it's -- >> masa: yeah. >> anthony: ooh, pretty. not only does the irori heat the entire house, it becomes the gathering place on nights like these. >> masa: arigato, cheers. >> anthony: konbai. they get together -- cook, eat, drink large quantities of unfiltered, slightly chunky sake, and enjoy the country life. lookin' good. the boys have laid out the makings of a pretty amazing feast -- iwana, or char, were caught today in a nearby mountain stream. enormous hokkaido scallops, pulled this morning from the sea of japan, sizzle and pucker in their shells over the fire in butter and lime juice and a touch of home-brewed soy sauce. wild japanese boar hangs above the coals, radiating its sweet aroma as it cooks. look at that. >> masa: yeah. >> anthony: so how long have you all known each other? how many years?