Friday, September 14, 2018

Come dine in my house

After Japanese class today (which went very well), I needed to grab some lunch from somewhere.  I didn't really want to go to a restaurant since I don't have a ton of time between getting out of class and picking up my son.  I kept thinking of everywhere between the school and my house and was not coming up with anything appetizing. 

With less than a block left before I arrived home, I remembered there is a sushi restaurant a block from my house.  It may sound strange that I suddenly remembered a restaurant, but we've never eaten there and it isn't a typical restaurant.  Today was as good as any day to try it out for the first time.

The restaurant is in the first floor of a house.  The family lives in the top 2 floors, while the business takes the entire first floor.  I've seen a variety of businesses built this way - vegetable shops, stationary stores, and many, many restaurants.  According to my research, these businesses need the same licenses if they were to open a restaurant in a traditional location.  The major advantage is the location.  They don't need to pay a mortgage and lease a space for their business.  Plus, the commute is less than 1 minute!


They attract customers through their big banners outside, as well as fliers that are delivered to nearby houses.  I know about the fliers because we have received many of them. 


Inside they have a single communal table for people to eat in.  However, the majority of their business is take-out.  I ordered my tuna bowl from their menu of sushi bowls. 

It only took them a moment to assemble my bowl with rice and fish laid nicely on top, along with a small amount of pickled ginger and wasabi.


I took the bowl and headed home.  For only ¥600 ($5), it was a very nice little lunch.  Nothing fancy, but filling and tasty. 

Since my son loves sushi with a vengeance, I'm sure we will go here again.  I just wanted to check it out by myself first.  I'm glad I remembered it before I got home.

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