Do you get these cravings sometimes? Maybe you’re pregnant so you understand (I made some pickles on Sunday. They’re getting pretty good now!). Sometimes I eat so little meat that I just get desperate for beef. Today it was…cranberry juice. I thought Meijiya was the place to go, but they didn’t have it. In any […]
Marunouchi
Delizioso Firenze, Marunouchi
The happy days are over, folks. As of this week, technology issues have removed my ability to post at will. I’ll continue to post relentlessly on indiscriminately-selected dining venues, but the updates may not make it live in the afternoons. And they may be shorter and even more typo-ridden.Today’s venue is anything but indiscriminately selected. […]
Bibinba, Marunouchi
We all have to make sacrifices. At the grave risk of minimizing those of others, one of my recent sacrifices has been to eat lunch at a bunch of mediocre-looking places under the rail tracks in Marunouchi just so I could say I’ve been to all of them. Bibinba is one of those places, or […]
Ten, Marunouchi (天)
I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not. This is actually a teppanyaki restaurant, not tenpura. It’s pretty good, but that’s a little secondary to the fact that The Wolf, El Lobo, Ryu-jito, Double-R, R^2, etc. is leaving us tomorrow. This was his goodbye lunch, and as such we got a good part of the […]
Papaya Leaf, Marunouchi
Hands up, who remembers the Coneheads? Yeah, my hand’s not really up either – that stuff was mainly before my time (or after it, if you consider that I’ve never been the type to stay up late enough to watch SNL). But I definitely remember that the early coneheads had a few catchphrases like “France…we […]
Suju Dining, Marunouchi (酢重)
Today’s lunch featured a recurring character, Ding, who announced unannounced that a new character would be joining the show. Hilarity was bound to ensue! We’ll call him Ricky. Actually, I was a little trepidational since Ricky isn’t a regular cast member, and irregular cast members could be inclined toward disgruntlifaction when faced with my starting-to-get-really-weird […]
Raj, Marunouchi
Hugo (or Julito, as we like to call him, being in a perpetually Spanish frame of mind these days) was in The City for only a few days, and thus the old team resolved to spend a bit of time together. Bizarrely, our attempt to simplify matters while still meeting his request for ‘simple Japanese […]
Beer Chimney, Marunouchi
Go ahead, keep on-a hatin’. We’re going to continue going to the dodgy places under the railroad tracks until they’re exhausted (even if we’re exhausted first). And once in a while, they’re going to turn out to be pretty good! EOITwJ will never fully understand some things about Japan. Or possibly Japanese corporations will never […]
West Park Cafe, Marunouchi
Mmmmmm, Roti. Oh wait, we don’t work in Roppongi any more. West Park Cafe is probably the closest one can get to the Roti Roppongi experience around here (the old Roti, before they went all black and mirrored). They even describe themselves as an Authentic American-Style restaurant. We all had burger sets, how about I […]
Barbacoa, Marunouchi
The Wondertable group contains far, far more restaurants than is probably good for anyone’s health. I had no idea about this until I saw the spread of business cards under the counter at Barbacoa – the empire stretches from izakaya chain Roku Roku (Roppongi Hillz 5th floor, Shibuya near Parco, etc), shabu-ya Momo Paradise, Tokyo […]