Spotted in Shibuya. Happy.
Thursday, 17 July 2014
Dining @ Shimo-kitazawa
Our final evening meal in another of those, not an English menu in sight, restaurants. With a bit of pointing and guessing we came up with a brilliant chicken grill selection plate and fabulous salad. Washed down with several beers and a few rounds of hot sake it was one of our highlight meals. The interior of this little Yakitori bar brilliant, dark moody mud coloured walls with wood and bamboo allover. Everything was presented on rustic but refined earthen wear.
10/10 for the Yakitori bar.
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Nic-naks from Nippon #17.
Colonel Sanders gets a makeover Japanese style an seems to be selling big chicken balls or something!
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Architecture that inspires.
A little look at the architecture of Tokyo. Buildings of many forms spring from the sidewalks here, some more successful than others but most cause a sense of excitement and wonder.
We guess there will be a whole new slew of buildings as Tokyo hurtles towards its hosting of the 2020 Olympics and its skyline continues to evolve.
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Wednesday, 16 July 2014
Graffiti post.
Posts on graffiti from Toyko are short and sweet. This is not a city awash with paint and paste but these two were spied and caught our hearts.
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Shopping @ Shimo-Kitazawa.
A few stops on the train west of Shibuya is the funky area of Shimo-Kitazawa. A low rise rabbit warren of an area, with a very student/artsy vibe. We went by for a look see and to check out some of the recycle clothing stores. It was buzzing in the early evening heat, a bit grimy but fun to poke around and explore. The purchasing proved fruitful, with a near new Comme shirt and Mr Brown nearly had a conniption when he scored a mint condition Westwood tote bag at a very knock down price.
We love Tokyo style recycling, it rocks.
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Cake.
In many of the department store basement floors they have sprawling food halls. Cakes and delicacies are a special obsession and they do presentation and packaging immaculately.
Easy to put on a couple of kilos just browsing.
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Bar hopping.
We decided on a bar meal the other night. Another who knows what you'll get adventure in Tokyo, as pointing at the picture menus can have all sorts of consequences. Our meal started out looking like a pile of raw cabbage with a kimchi mix on top. As it slowly bubbled away on our table top burner, carefully tended by the barman/chef/owner, strange morsels of meat (swine extremities) rose to the surface. Being ever the intrepid travellers we tucked in to what was on the whole a pleasant meal, however there were a few gristly bits that we had to leave well alone.
Then it was a quick visit to the local gay bar, which are few and far between in Shibuya. Our host for the evening decided to steal Mr Browns look, with much hilarity ensuing.
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Tuesday, 15 July 2014
Tokyo fish market.
A trip to the Tsukiji fish markets presented an opportunity to ogle the weird and wonderful of the deep. We didn't bother with the ridiculously early morning call for the auctions and rocked along at about half ten when it was all winding down. But the crazy clams and off cuts of Octopus still were a sight to behold. By far the scariest thing there where the workers buzzing around little motorised tractor carts, weaving in and out of the tiny aisles amongst all of the water, blood and entrails. One astounding observation was that even though is was a humid steamy summers day the odour was almost negligible. Guess it was just so so fresh.
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