Like many societies, Japan has an unhealthy obsession with labelling people, but this new, surprisingly literal approach, seems more than a little cruel.
Archives for April 2018
An expressive face in a Tokyo smoking space
A worn and faded Tokyo rice cracker shop
The looks from within may well have been a bit withering, but the wonderfully worn floor tiles were absolutely fascinating.
An urban Tokyo garden
In a city like Tokyo, where space is limited and gardens are a real rarity, people simply have to make the most of what little land they have.
A 60-year-old bar that hasn’t changed one bit
Sliding open the door of an unknown bar is always an intriguing, and sometimes even intimidating experience, as what lies beyond is utterly unknown. Good, bad or disappointingly bland, there’s no way of really knowing without taking the plunge.
Thankfully, the place below is definitely a good one, as walking in is like entering another era. There are no obvious nods to modernity, and similarly, there’s nothing to suggest it has undergone any major changes during the 60 years it’s been in business.
It doesn’t have a menu either, although presumably that’s because it barely needs one. Drinks-wise it’s either bottled beer or sake, and the only freshly made food on offer is chicken thigh or wings — both of which are cooked by the owner on his back-to-basics little charcoal grill. To vary things ever so slightly, pre-prepared pickled cucumbers and little bowls of animal innards are also available, provided you know to ask that is. But mostly it’s about the chicken meat and alcohol.
An overall simplicity that when coupled with the low lighting and complete lack of distractions, is incredibly relaxing. A feeling that’s further accentuated by the almost zen-like appearance of the master when he isn’t pressed into cooking.
Drunk and asleep amidst the rubbish and on a microwave
You know it’s been a big night out when you wake up in public surrounded by rubbish and perched uncomfortably on a discarded microwave.
