The kitchen was small and not particularly clean, absolutely. The rest of the house was basically worn-out 1970's vintage: shag carpeting and everything. All it had going for it was being big and with a large backyard. Honestly, I dodged a bullet. It would have needed much more money and renovation than I really should have considered.

Old Japanese guy was possibly drunk, pointing out that he was Japanese and then pointing at the row of neighboring houses and telling me they were owned by Chinese, Koreans, Filipinos, etc. Basically, telling me I didn't belong. Then he sold to another Japanese family.