Onodera, Kagurazaka (おの寺)

There are a few places in Tokyo that I believe in enough to go back to, and a very few that I feel compelled to post more than once about. Obviously Onodera is one of them.

The cooking is, if anything, better than I remembered. Onodera himself is a great guy. I offered him a glass of champagne, assuming he would say “Nooo, I’m working, impossible.” Instead he said, roughly, “What, me?! Awesome!” Bottle charge is Y2k. His nihonshu list has somehow swelled to about 15 names, good choices all.