Mmm.. artfully arranged morsels – succulent, steamy, with those tantalizing scents – beautifully presented. Almost too pretty to eat.. almost.
Cats, partying, incredible food… welcome to Friday in Japan!
Some of the best meals we had in Japan came from small street vendors. We’re no strangers to personal proprietors specializing in a single dish (or few) from a small booth on a street corner; Portland’s food cart culture is renowned. While we feared these establishments would be less adept at English, they actually proved easier when it came to ordering. With only a few items offered – most physically present behind a glass pane – it was a simple matter of pointing and holding up two fingers. And very like the much-loved, tiny food vendors at home, their business only survives if they’re really good (as patrons frequently have plenty of alternate options).