Tokyo-Dining out in Kagurazaka 

During our stay in Tokyo we rented a spacious 3rd floor penthouse in the chic and trendy Kagurazaka neighborhood.  It was located down a pedestrian walkway and there was a popular Italian restaurant on the 1st floor called Zetto.
 The Kagurazaka neighborhood is known for having its fair share of fine dining restaurants, many of them Michelin star rated.  So it’s easy to see why it is such a popular place on the weekends.  It was truly amazing how many restaurants we had to choose from each evening for dinner, and each night we picked a different style. 

The first night was Japanese, which was featured in a previous blog. The second night we are at the baseball game. The third night we were too tired to eat and just went to bed. Then on the fourth night we had dinner at a British style pub called the Royal Scotsman. 

 There were many beers on tap and we shared a small shepherds pie and a platter of fish and chips.  A few of the locals started talking to us and soon we were sharing a conversation via the translation app they had on their iPhones. 

They thought it was funny that Brad didn’t care for onions and we all shared a laugh over the word in Japanese for onion, which is ta-ma-ne-gi!  They even took a “wefie” or group photo of us on their iPhone. But sadly we didn’t know how to ask them to share it with us and it was just another example of how things truly do get lost in translation.  

As we were leaving, we even met the owners and one of our new Japanese friends offered to take a picture of the four of us. 

 The fifth night in Japan, we had dinner at a quaint little French cafe called Saint Martin, which was an open air restaurant on the corner just down the slope from our apartment. There we dined al fresco and enjoyed the cool breeze, a glass of red wine, and a very tender and beautiful seasoned beef burgundy.    

 The sixth night we ate at an Italian restaurant down the street called Zoe.  This restaurant was very popular and was fully booked for the night. But they must have liked us because they made room for us at the bar, which just happened to have room enough for only two people.  The food was excellent and we shared a salad with a hot parmsesan dressing, a wood-fired margarita pizza, and a bowl of fresh pasta. 

Once again, Brad was very popular with the wait staff who thought he was funny and quite charming.  It was also the first time we had heard Japanese, English and Italian all spoken at the same time.  We also didn’t have a chance to take pictures. Partly because we were the center of attention, but mostly because the food was just so good and we were having so much fun talking to the servers and the diners next to us.

Every single one of the restaurants we ate at in the neighborhood were exceptional, and these were not even the Michelin star ones. It only makes sense, since the Japanese seem to take such great pride in everything they do. The strangest part was the “no tipping” policy in Japan. But customer service and satisfaction is a way of life here and everywhere we went we felt like honored guests. What a concept!

“People who love to eat are always the best people.” ~ Julia Child


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