WEST SIDE
On a regular day, taking a holiday to drive to Okutama. Specifically, I visited Okutama to go to this restaurant, which is located in a place that can only be reached by car. I drove along Ome Kaido towards the Kobunadani Dam direction, turned right on a road near the unmanned station Kawai Station, and ascended a narrow mountain road until I suddenly came across a solemn old folk house. It is said to have been relocated from Koyanai City in Niigata. I came all the way to Okutama to try the summer-limited ayu dishes served at this old folk house. The restaurant is surrounded by trees, with a natural location overlooking the Ohtama River. The inside of the restaurant has a quaint atmosphere like that of a long-established inn, and the quietness is very pleasant. When I was led to a high-ceilinged Japanese-style room, if I listened carefully, I could hear the sound of the river's murmuring. Ah, it's so soothing. I felt like I had slipped back into a distant summer day in the past. This time, I ordered the summer-limited menu "Midsummer Ayu Platter" for 3,300 yen, which is full of ayu dishes. - Ayu Kamado Gohan (rice cooked with ayu) - Grilled ayu with salt - Ayu Nanbanzuke (marinated ayu) - Corn with bean paste - Summer vegetables simmered - Sashimi konjac - Chicken soup, and other lavish contents. I also ordered a tofu cake, a dessert that is limited to one per day. After a while, the first dish, the ayu pot, arrived with the fire still burning. It takes about 20-25 minutes to extinguish the fire for each pot, and I was told that I could eat it once the fire went out. The time it took for the fire to go out felt so long. The fire finally went out, and the battle was about to begin. I eagerly opened the lid of the pot, and the rich aroma of the ayu tickled my nose. Inside the pot, there was a whole small ayu, and the flaked ayu meat was packed tightly. This was irresistible. Let's eat it right away. The flavor, umami, and bitterness of the ayu were all concentrated in the pot, and they mixed well with the hot rice cooked in the pot. The sliced burdock that was also included added a nice accent, and this unity was truly the essence of pot rice. The unexpected deliciousness made me eat with single-minded devotion. All the other dishes also brought out the deliciousness of the ingredients while adding a little extra touch, and each one was very tasty. Among them, the corn with bean paste was exceptional. The tofu cake I ordered for dessert had a taste that was a little strange, with hints of both cheesecake and tofu, but the blueberry sauce skillfully brought them together, and surprisingly, I liked it. After getting completely full, I walked along the Ohtama River flowing below. It felt like such a peaceful time, something I hadn't experienced in a while. I could feel myself being healed both physically and mentally. But this is Tokyo, and Tokyo is surprisingly vast. Next time, I will definitely come back to try the autumn-limited chestnut pot rice, as I left Okutama with that determination.