After dropping my bags off at the hotel and feeding myself three waffle cakes, I ventured out the back alleys in search for real food.
The aroma of grilled meat drew me into this tiny restaurant.
I had no idea what meat it was, but I knew it smelled absurdly delicious.
I let the server lead me upstairs
So this is what an izakaya looks like! It was my very first time inside an authentic one.
So many salarymen in one place. And so many of them already drunk!
I am grateful for photos in the menu. I pointed at this plate of meat.
And at this glass of umeshu
I did not point at any Japanese pickle photo but I guess the waiter assumed I wanted a bowl.
"Gyutan," the server said, pointing to his tongue when I asked him what this was.
Ahhh… Charcoal grilled beef tongue. So tender, crunchy, meaty, and full of umami!
The look of bliss after having experienced a night of wild and torrid french kissing.
Yes, with different Japanese cows. LOL.
What a great start to my 9-day Tokyo trip! Midnight snack to happen in exactly 30 minutes!
Gyuutan'ara 牛たん 荒: 1F, Fuji Building, 3-3-18 Nihonbashi, Chuo-ku, Tokyo, Japan
See map here.