Desserts call my name. They whisper to me as I try to walk past them. I love deep chocolate desserts, light fluffy desserts, and practically any type I will try at least once. Since Japanese desserts are not super sweet, they are even more exciting to me. Light on your tongue, and usually packed full of flavor, my will power flees and I succumb.
Luckily desserts come in small sizes here, so my caving isn't as bad as it could be. Plus there's always sharing. Everyone gets a bite of deliciousness without over indulging.
When we entered Kamitani, a patisserie featuring local ingredients grown in Nerima, I knew I was in trouble. Everything looked so amazing! I absolutely love the fresh fruit desserts found in many Japanese bakeries, but these were little masterpieces of editable artwork. The cakes, tarts, cheesecakes, and other desserts featured strawberries, blueberries, and figs grown in the area. The luscious berries were calling our name!
Our son selected the dog (I thought it looked like a bear) parfait with whipped cream, pieces of cake, fresh strawberries, and a layer of pudding. He started by eating the entire whipped cream layer, including the dog face made from chocolate. I waited to steal my bite until I could have a bite of the pudding, which was worth the wait. It was smooth, creamy, flavorful, and simply delicious.
My husband picked the fig cake. He loves the Japanese staple - genoise cake with whipped cream frosting and fresh fruit. Typically the cake (the most popular birthday cake here) has strawberries adorning the top and layers of the cake, but today the cake at Kamitani featured fresh figs. As a fig lover, it was such an incredible combination. The light flavor of the figs didn't compete with the gentle cake flavor. I could eat this cake daily.
The blueberry tart was calling my name. Fresh blueberries piled on cheesecake-like filling inside a buttery crust was just what the doctor ordered to fill my sweet craving. Suffice to say, it was really hard to share, but I did it. If my boys can share with me, I can share with them.
The reason we even popped into this bakery was their legendary lemon cake. We meant to try a piece, but were so distracted by the fresh fruit delights, that we didn't get that far. Oh, shoot. That means that we'll have to go back again another day.
In 2017 my family headed to Tokyo. My husband had a new job and my son and I came along for the ride. This move was my second move to Japan - the first was for a year in 2002. At that time I was a single, recent college graduate. Moving abroad as a family was a whole different ball of wax. As I live this crazy life in Japan, I track our adventures and my observations, creating an unofficial guidebook to the city.
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