I’d like to invite you along on a day of gluttonous behavior.
Last weekend Dan and I explored Kichijoji, hip place for living 15 minutes west of Shinjuku on the Chūō line. Our plan was to take a walk, find some lunch, and perhaps do a little window shopping. We really didn’t get too far before the first snack attack.
Round 1 landed us in a vegetarian restaurant, which can be hard to find in Japan. A nod to its hipness factor, Kichijoji has a few, and the result was lunch at Deva Deva Cafe. Dan went for one of the six veggie burgers on the menu and I, predictable as always, chose curry rice.
Next we found Bakery Café Linde and picked up some fresh pretzels. Showing a little bit of self restraint (the last of the day), we put these in our pockets for later.
Our walk through Kichijoji ended at Cafe Zenon, a manga cafe where, rumor had it, some amazing lattes could be found.
And a mid-afternoon coffee in Tokyo just wouldn’t be complete without an accompanying dessert set.
That’s one beautiful pudding you’re looking at (Dan’s feelings about pudding are summarized here). I had the Autumn Special — waffle, chips, and cream made with sweet potato together with fresh pears and fig, all dusted with fresh chestnut. Mmmm.
On our way back to the train station:
That is one scenic 7-11. On the train home Dan said to me, “We have to transfer at Shinjuku station? How convenient!” The exclamation point in that sentence doesn’t do justice to the creepy weird look on his face. I knew this meant only one thing — ramen.
Is this round 3 or 4? I’ve lost track. One of the most famous ramen shops in the city, Men-ya Musashi is located just outside of Shinjuku station. It has awesome samurai decor and is packed. Since it was Sunday evening, the line stretched the length of the restaurant but hadn’t yet gone out the door, a lucky break for us. Here is my bowl of ramen before:
And the sad scene after:
I just couldn’t finish, and left a lone soldier behind. Sorry, you beautiful piece of pork, there just wasn’t room for you in there with all your friends.
Ah, the Dan Poppy Ramen Face: one part Mr. Burns, two parts Mr. Burns.
Oh my goodness, all that food looks amazing. The purple waffle is speaking to me, even though I’m not entirely sure why it’s purple.
Ha! I know! The Japanese sweet potato, さつまいも (satsumaimo), has a purple skin, so I guess that is where the inspiration comes from.
ps – I love your blog!
Spoppy, everything you say is two parts awesome, one part also super awesome.
It all looks delish! Also really good photos–i like the street one especially.
cheers
B
Dear Angie and Dan, I have been reading your blog since you started and finally figured out how to comment.(with the help of Brian). The writing and photos are great. And the lattes made me want one. I can’t read this late at night because it makes me hungry. Wishing you the best, miss you. Angie, Hope you have a wonderful birthday today. PS you don’t need to post this. But I will continue to enjoy your wonderful writing and adventure.
Love, Aunt Liz
Thank you! I’m very sorry to tease you with late-night snack-shots, but am happy you enjoy this blog. Much love to you too!