One day towards the end of our break, Sam let me choose what we would eat for dinner, since he wasn’t hungry. For Sam and myself, when given this sort of opportunity, we tend to ask the other to experience something we would usually be somewhat opposed to doing, since this is our chance to try it out. For this dinner, it was a yakitori place! (Yakitori is grilled chicken skewers, though some places will have other meats/skewers available)
This place is relatively close to our apartment and had a really cool atmosphere. They also had an English menu, which I would recommend for anyone trying yakitori that doesn’t speak/read Japanese, reason being that the Japanese are much more lenient with what parts of animals they eat; should you favor not eating chicken hearts, gizzards, or other parts that are usually disposed of in America, you’re gonna want an English menu.
At this place, we ordered a variety of skewers including breast meat, fatty pork, lean pork, tomato wrapped in bacon (so good!), green onion, garlic, asparagus wrapped in bacon, chicken gizzards (that one was for me), and probably something I’m forgetting. I also felt bad, since this place is an izakaya (similar to a tapas bar) so I ordered a grapefruit highball which was so strong that I was drunk by less than halfway through it. I’m an eternal lightweight and damn proud of it!
While this visit was somewhat marred by the incredibly drunk people in the back of the restaurant, including a guy that would yell a bunch, the restaurant and staff themselves were great! The waitress even made sure to warn incoming customers that they might not want to sit near the loud drunk group, which I thought was both funny and considerate.