I finally made it back from Tokyo! It’s actually a trip, but it felt like a “mukbang training camp” where I just ate nonstop for days.
Tokyo is still hot right now. Let me introduce you to the culprits(?) who stole my stomach one by one.
Wait, does it make sense to wake up at 4 a.m.?
But I did it.
With the sole purpose of eating sushi at Toyosu Market!
I was standing in line at Sushi Dai, and while I was waiting, I was like, “Why am I even here?” But you guys, the moment I put a piece of medium-fat tuna in my mouth… my eyes lit up.
The chef smiled and asked me in Korean, “Is it delicious?” I almost replied, “Yes, I just want to live here.”
I realized this is what it means to have fish dancing in your mouth.
Japan is also famous for its ramen, so I definitely have to try it, right?
So, I was exhausted from wandering around Roppongi, so I stopped in, and the “Yuzushio Ramen” I had there was truly something special.
With one sip of the soup, the rich flavor of the chicken broth is complemented by a refreshing yuzu aroma. It’s the ultimate hangover cure.
My friend downed the entire ramen and was dumbfounded, saying, “I didn’t drink last night, so why do I feel like I’m getting over a hangover?”
The chashu had a smoky aroma, and I finished the bowl in no time.
And… have you ever seen white tonkatsu?
This is a true experience. The tonkatsu I had at “Narikura” isn’t the brown color we’re used to.
It’s fried slowly at a very low temperature, so the batter is as white as snow.
When you bite into it, it’s not crispy, but crumbles, but the meat inside is tender, as if it’s been sous vide-cooked.
Just a pinch of salt and you’ll be amazed at how sweet pork can be.
It’s a bit tricky to get a reservation (really tricky!), but if you’re in Tokyo, you absolutely must go here. It’s a crime not to!
The magical salt bread that keeps you going even when you’re full is amazing.
If you’re walking down Ginza Street, the savory aroma of butter wafts through the air.
Follow it, entranced, and you’ll find yourself at “Pain Maison.”
I actually thought all salt breads were the same, but when I took a bite of the freshly baked, warm bread… wow, butter burst out like a waterfall.
The price was reasonable, so I bought a whole bundle and walked around eating them. Seeing myself down three in a flash on the street made me a little dizzy, but I guess that’s all I’m saying.
This trip to Tokyo truly reminded me that “deliciousness is the best.”
If you’re visiting Tokyo, leave your dieting thoughts behind on the plane!
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