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A timeout for reflection at Kurama Onsen and Ryokan, Kyoto.
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A shelf full of memories.
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Strolling Shimokita's Streets.
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Shopping Shimokita's Streets.
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Cats. Cats. Cats. I love em and their unique and individual personalities. So to satisfy my catly urges, we decided to visit a cat cafe in Shimokitazawa, aptly named Cateriam. 
Meow.
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Straight up. This was the best Yakitori I've ever had, in the depths of Shimokitazawa, Tokyo, Japan. Chicken gizzards. Chicken hearts. Chicken thighs. Chicken skin. Chicken breast. Chicken meatballs. Chicken karaage. Agadashi tofu. Shitake mushrooms. Kurabuto pork. Adding to the ambiance was the thick, lingering clouds of smoke and amazing aromas emanating from the grill.
It all started with a complimentary stew of chicken parts which was out of this world—tender chicken gizzards and liver—reminiscent of third-world comfort stew like Vietnamese Bo Kho or Filipino Caldereta. It brought me back and calmed our nerves as being the only "foreigners" in a local izakaya joint. After this appetizer, none of that mattered. The servers were very welcoming, and even more so when we notched a large tab of endless flowing Asahi Super Dry and Asahi black to go with our skewers.
The chef was a master. Grilling and frying every stick and plate perfectly. Easily one of the best meals we had in Japan. Alright. One of the best meals I've had in my life. It pays to be a little humble, take a risk, and go out of your comfort zone. So glad we did.
I don't read japanese, but we managed to find the google+ about page and translated the name to Shimokitazawa Station Shop. Here's some directions.
Kanpai.
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Brooklyn, Osaka.
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On a cool and breezy April night in Osaka, we happened upon one of those chance places where the people (and drinks) are just amazing. Christina, with her quick eyes noticed it first—the small, dimly lit handwritten wooden sign on the ground pointing down a dim alley—BAR Craft Beer - Whisky. I took a quick peek and noticed a bartender standing behind an empty bar counter. I immediately waved to the wife to whisk her in so we could check it out. 
Masashi Toyoyama opened this quaint little and literal hole in the wall bar specializing in Japan Craft Beer and Whisky in 2012. Namba Matushioya seats about six lucky patrons, it's one of those spaces where you can tuck away and make or meet new and old friends. The decor blew me away from the wooden sliding whisky rack shelves to the vintage rotary telephone, and the chalk written specials on the wall to the way each and every nook was lit. I increasingly fell in love more and more as I noticed the huge amount of detail that went into such a small drinking and eating establishment.
Per Masashi-san's recommendations, we sampled Akashi's White Oak, Ichiro's Malt full line-up, and Minoh Beer's Stout, W-IPA, Weizen, and Cabernet brews.
Our bartender was so gracious, I told him in America, when a patron appreciates and likes a bartender, they buy him a drink, his choice. Of course, he made himself a Highball with Suntory Whisky. Classic.
If you're ever in the Dotonbori/Namba area in Osaka, I highly recommend you check this place out.
Domo Arigato Gozaimashita, Masashi-san.
Namba Matushioya in Osaka 1-3-13, Namba, Chuo-ku, Osaka city, Osaka 542-0076, JAPAN
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Now I realize where Japan gets its fashion influence for their killer repros...
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I can name four of the best steaks I've had easily off the top of my head. Two of my top choices heed from Texas: Perry's Steakhouse in Austin that serves up a Prime bone-in New York Strip and Pappas Bros. in Houston where the Prime bone-in Ribeye is one of the best renditions of the cut I've ever had. The third is a Prime bone-in Filet from Shanahan's in Denver. And the fourth, although not really considered a steak, is the King Henry VIII prime rib in my hometown bay area at San Francisco's House of Prime Rib.
But ranking easily within my top three is Steak House Yoshida's Tenderloin Filet cut from Ohmi Beef (which according to the restaurant was eaten by the Shogun 300 years ago, and is the most famous and high-quality Wagyu). The filet provided the perfect balance of texture: firmness and the melt in your mouth fat. I felt you were able to enjoy the cut and taste the slight sweetness of the meat while also experiencing what Japanese Wagyu was all about—that melt in your mouth butter quality—without going over the top (think a Wagyu ribeye which has crazy marbling and fat content). You also didn't get the iron taste as I've experienced with other cuts of medium rare meat. And we even had the rare pleasure of having Yoshida-san cook our steak right in front of us on the grill.
Summary: Oishii!
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A walk through Arashiyama.
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Nippon Professional Baseball is serious here in Osaka’s Koshien Stadium … Seriously fun! Hanshin Tiger fans chant, cheer, and sing in unison for each player, for each inning, for the entire game. There’s a deep respect for the game. And you can sense it with each passing pitch.
The seventh inning stretch gave me chills being in the midst of it all.
And not to forget the beer girls hauling kegs on their backs marching up and down thousands of steps making sure every fan has enough Asahi. Now that’s serious.
Final Score: Hanshin Tigers, 9. Yomiuri Giants, 0
(Sidenote: Matt Murton is crushing every ball thrown his way with a .478 average, and set to go up after this game’s long ball and ribby.)
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Night strolling Nijo Castle during sakura season.
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Urban ninjas.
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A community of commuters commuting about.
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I've read about the ever-elusive Geisha and Maiko of Gion, Kyoto and hoped to see, if lucky, at least one. Numerous bloggers and travelers mentioned how difficult it is, scouring the area for a chance encounter. So after dinner at Steak House Yoshida (more on this amazing restaurant later), we decided to try our chance at a random corner and just hang about, without expectations. This much is true: when you're not looking, you'll find what you're looking for ;)
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