chinatown

Homeless, Unemployed and On Holiday

“The journey itself is my home.”
― Matsuo Bashō
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Yokohama Chinatown and Tokyo Shinjuku District featuring Tokyo-style soba with extra ginger to fight my throat cold.

Sister visit, day 2.

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Himeji castle, Kobe Chinatown and last but not least, the world’s best sushi by Itamae-san and later, yours truly.

I f%#$ing love Chinese food!

“Unlike its counterparts in Yokohama and Nagasaki, Kobe’s Nankinmachi sets itself apart as being the most colorful and foreign-looking Chinatown in all of Japan” (From Wikipedia). What does that mean? I don’t know. But what I do know is that every single thing we ate was delicious. Which doesn’t usually happen, does it? Usually there are one or two things that turn out to be kinda ave; not as good as they looked/smelt/the huge line indicated. But not here. Everything was delish!

Must eats outside of Chinese food include famous Kobe croquettes and for non-veggo readers: Kobe BEEF.