Okay, I woke up still stuffed from the previous day’s series of small plates that seemed to stretch out all day long. I vowed that this would be a lighter day, and also one with some exercise in it – a few miles of walking about the city, and a two hour dojo workout handled the latter. The former, hmmm… let’s see.
Great lunch, didn’t feel like I couldn’t move afterwards.
And, dinner, my annual visit to Kanoyama with my friend Ephraim, and, unfortunately, not his wife Efi, who couldn’t join us. But we managed, with a bottle of Tamajiman Yamahai Junmai Genshu sake – beautifully rich and delicious – between us, and…
The food – as good as ever. The service and ambiance, disappointing – the place has been “discovered”, something who knows, I may have even contributed to at some point in my various writeups, not just here but elsewhere. It was jammed with people waiting for tables, they’ve gone to the “we don’t seat you unless your party is complete” routine – along with, my friend arrived about 3 minutes after our reservation and they’d given our table away because we were “late” – though they found us another one quickly. Service just plain sucked – inattentive and abrupt, and completely disinterested on the part of our waiter. Not a good reaction all around to success.