24 Hours in Tokyo

It’s about 24 hours before boarding, and the sun is rising over the vast harbor, illuminating it all, though I wouldn’t know, in the darkness of this room, as my sleeping companion prefers caves to open fields.

Yesterday, it was meetings, one after the other, and some sushi in a fine hotel before a desperately needed nap in the dense summer heat.

Relatively revived, a friend came by and we took the JR to a tiny place below street level in Nihonbashi.  A small room, lots of cooks, and plates of beef from near Kyoto.  was it the best steak I have ever eaten?  Probably.  Perfect fat, perfectly cooked, perfect thickness, all about the meat and not the fat, as noted.  Very interesting: Sort of between Waygu and prime.  Later, the mischievous looking chef came over and we talked about food.

Today?  In search of wasabi.

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