Breakfast of tourists
There is a lot about this picture you can’t discern by looking at it.
Matthew and I got up at 4 AM to go to the daily Tokyo fish market auction, which, according to our guidebook, was supposed to be the best tourist attraction in the city. We thought about sleeping in until 4:30, but as you can see in the picture, that was not necessary: I’m well rested and wide awake. After making our way through the market to the back where the fish auction was being held — which involved dodging Japanese dudes flinging around 200-pound tuna fish — we were immediately kicked out. It turns out tourists are not allowed. So we decided it was time for a sushi breakfast. At 6 AM. As you can see, there’s a line and I’m not the first person in it. This isn’t because the restaurant hasn’t opened yet; it’s because it’s already filled. However, I’m not last in line either. About 50 people are standing behind me, which, as you can also see, I find delightful.
I’d never had omakase sushi before because in New York it costs like $400, but here it was only about $50 (after subtracting the flight to Japan, of course) so we decided to do it. I made Matthew document the entire 14-piece affair, plus a couple of rolls, bean cake, and miso soup, a sample of which I posted below.
Then we went back to the hotel to take a nap.
