This small and simple Japanese restaurant has been here for ages. I know it from when I was married, and frustrating late night talks would end with the only hot, non-fast-food meal you could get at 1am in the morning. Food was a default pleasure, the sort of shared yet neutral there-there in a public space because being in the same four walls with the same irresolvable problems became too much. Now many years later, on a whim I decided to grab dinner here. The owner is a Japanese version of Woody from Toy Story, without the costume. He flits around, just as high strung but efficient, throwing deferential Hais to every request and question from patrons.
FA on feathers, fangs, furies and all sorts of folly, yes, even the serious kind.
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