Bill and I are still so high thinking about our new granddaughter - it's wonderful to think of our future pampering her - as is what grandparents should do! Kyla has a middle name now, but we'll "publish" it when we get another photo of that sweet beauty.
We went out tonight to a little - and I mean little neighborhood restaurant (about 200 sq. ft. max including toilet and kitchen) that has been intriguing us. Everything outside or in the restaurant is written in Japanese, but we knew it was a little different. Turned out to be Spanish, so with our non-Japanese and the waiter's little English we had four delicious Tapas dishes, very much worth going to again. We discovered they have paella and sangria, so that's what we'll have our next trip there. The place is so cozy - obviously small, only 10 seats at tables and 8 at the bar - tightly decorated with wine/liquor bottles, wooden artifacts, and charm.
We have heard the statistic that Tokyo has more restaurants than New York, London and Paris combined. With a restaurant in every nook and corner of every alley, below-ground restaurants galore, and floors of restaurants below and atop buildings, it's believeable. Interesting also is the fact that no matter the ethnicity of a restaurant, all staff are Japanese - we also understand owned by Japanese as well.
We like this city living more and more - and we're even becoming pretty comfortable with the subway system.
