macchulin
While walking on the stone-paved streets of Gion, I was drawn by the sound of voices and happened to glance up at the second floor where I could see what seemed to be a back bar through a sudare curtain. A bar in a place like this? I searched for the entrance, but there was no sign of the bar, only a tea house-style entrance on the first floor with a sign that read "Gion Yata." Feeling unsure, I decided to go in and passed through the noren curtain. Inside, it was indeed designed like a tea house. It was late at night, past 11 o'clock, and there was no sign of people around. Gathering my courage, I called out, "Excuse me." After a moment of silence, footsteps approached. An elderly waitress-like woman appeared from the back and asked me what I needed. I explained that I heard merry voices from the second floor and was intrigued to visit. She informed me that there was indeed a bar on the second floor and that I could use it. I was escorted upstairs. Located in the heart of Gion, the bar exuded an atmosphere of bygone years. As I sat at the counter, I could hear the sound of geta sandals walking on the stone pavement from behind the sudare curtain. Ah, the scene I saw through that curtain earlier, I thought to myself, as I ordered a gin and tonic. I took a sip to quench my dry throat caused by the strange tension. Looking around the bar, I saw several local customers enjoying themselves. It felt nice. The handling of drinks was also decent. For a moment, the faces of drinking companions I wanted to bring here flashed in my mind. I savored the unique atmosphere that can only be experienced in Gion and felt satisfied as the night progressed. While there was nothing particularly noteworthy about the experience, the ambiance created by the passage of time was something special that could only be found here. The bill was comparable to other bars, and considering the upscale feel of the first floor, it was reasonably priced. Whether with friends, on a date, or for a final business meeting, this place would be useful in various situations. However, it's quite far because it's in Kyoto. I remembered that there was a Kyoto kaiseki restaurant in the restaurant floor of Barneys in Ginza that I used to frequent, and I think it was called Gion Yata. It must be a branch. Next time, I want to try the original Gion Yata with an empty stomach. Gion Yata's second-floor bar is a space that I highly recommend experiencing if you happen to visit Gion.