Photographs from a small group of islands
Old style honesty box-based convenience stores/stalls may not maintain the same mindboggling amount of merchandise as their modern-day models, but providing one has only gone out to get some goya, they are still good.
And also, for those that are far from honest, they are free.
When it comes to culinary concoctions, I’m competent at best, and even that meagre boast may well be challenged by those who’ve had the misfortune to tentatively munch on one of my meals.
Yet that said, even if the cupboards were bare apart from a bit of bread, I’d still balk at buying this far from appealing frozen feast of ham and egg.
A lousy looking lunch that arguably takes laziness, or indeed a total lack of talent, to new levels of lowness. Although it does, to be fair, save itself somewhat with that succulent soupçon of spinach.
Tackling the trek to buy some tofu is almost always worth it, however, not only is it more interesting to have someone fetch it for you.
But it may also be more fun.
There’s no doubt about it that when it comes to tiny little bars that would be a fire hazard if more than a handful of people happened to be in them, Tokyo isn’t lacking in its selection. Not by a long shot. Or even short, expensive shot.
But even then, there are arguably few with lights as lovely to look at,
as these.
Regardless of whether it’s in a really fancy or more run of the mill restaurant, sharing a plethora of dishes is always a pleasure, as not only is it social, but it also affords a super selection of food.
However, that said, sometimes it’s equally nice to get something more simple, and it doesn’t get any more basic than a load of meat and a lager.
Considering that the Japanese are still, on the whole, noticeably svelte when compared to their cousins in many other countries, food, and a phenomenal amount of it at that, is a huge feature of not only days out, but day to day life itself.
And as every single city, sometimes even street it seems, appears to boast its own famous foodstuff of some form or another, one is never far away from a delicacy to devour, whether it be inside,
outside,
or somewhere in between.
