洋食拘り男
"What was delicious last time? White fish?" "Yes, it was delicious but too salty, made me thirsty later." "Should we take the back roads to Ikebukuro?" "I think that would be faster." "If you're tired, I can drive, as long as we don't get into an accident, it'll be fine!" "No way!" I end up navigating from 6:30 PM onwards. "Tonight, are we going to that place we went to last time?" "Yes." "The dishes are plentiful." "That wasn't enough for three people." "Chinese food never has enough servings, only BBQ does," they say. We arrive at Ikebukuro Station North Exit, can't find a parking lot, so we drive ahead. How much is parking for an hour? We don't know. A friend recommends Taiyojo, should we go there? We decide on that and park in reverse at the previous parking lot. As we enter, my partner is nowhere to be found! Seems like they went to the restaurant first. They're seated at the back of the restaurant, discussing something while I look at the menu. There are many skewered dishes. We let them decide on the dishes. We order Marala crayfish (small), lamb skewers, lamb and pea skewers, chicken skewers, boiled fish in hot water (small), more lamb skewers, beef tendon skewers, green bean skewers, sesame-dressed vermicelli, quail egg skewers, Qingdao beer, highball, plum juice. Most of the customers are Chinese, but we hear Japanese being spoken. There were Japanese reviews on Tabelog. My partner starts distributing the skewers, saying the taste reminds them of what they had in Dalian. The white fish with chili is mostly chili oil, which is hot and spicy but delicious! The dishes keep piling up with chili and Chinese seasonings, and the chili oil keeps increasing! Be careful as the soup splashes, it's mainly me who finishes it. I probably had 5-6 bowls, but my partner keeps adding more to their plate. The slippery dish with sesame dressing is refreshing and delicious, reminiscent of cold noodles. Next is the crayfish, which my partner has to handle for me. I eat it alone, as Japanese might feel hesitant. But it's too hot! I want to put out the fire, but need to cover it. Calling the waiter is difficult, and my partner ends up covering it with a small plate. It looks like a crab's head, I decide not to eat it, it looks black and tough. "Is this enough?" "Yes, this is more than enough," they say. "Let's go!" "We don't know how much the parking will cost, it might be expensive," says my partner. Reluctantly, I continue eating. "After we leave the parking lot, go smoke a M cigarette," they say. This place is not great, the crayfish is disappointing, skewers are their specialty, my partner says. "Which one was better, this place or the last one?" "Definitely the last one," they say. After a while, my partner gets up, and I follow to the cashier. It's over 10,000 yen, indeed expensive. I pay with a card and ask for a receipt. My partner wants coffee, so they go to the vending machine. A person inside mistakes me for a staff member. But the cigarette doesn't taste good! Why is that? I stop after a while, and my partner returns, heading to the restroom while I wait outside. We get in the car, pay the parking fee, 1200 yen. It starts raining, and we wonder if we need an umbrella. It turns out the last place was quite close by. However, going up and down the stairs is tough! My thighs hurt, which is unusual as it's usually my knees. Maybe I'm not getting enough exercise?