lil-kid
In the neighborhood of Harajuku, there are popular curry restaurants like BLAKES (Ghee), Curry Up, Mokubaza, Yogorou, and Hendrix lined up. I went exploring for a cafe-style curry that might be hidden among them. Along Harajuku Street, a little further down, there is Shanti, a soup curry restaurant (not the one that went bankrupt and didn't pay Indian employees). There are several signboards set up, and as expected, there are many mentions of curry within typical cafe dishes like pasta and taco rice. Among them, I was intrigued by a menu item called "Aged Black Curry," and I headed towards the restaurant. It was a cute little shop with a Vespa parked out front. It also seemed to serve as a gallery, with paintings by artists with prices written on them covering the walls. I ordered the curry from a stylish middle-aged man wearing a beret. The curry that was served was indeed black, a black curry. By the way, the aging refers to the meat used in the dish. The meat seemed almost invisible due to being simmered for so long, but it was full of flavor. It had a deep taste. I don't have much experience with Western-style curry, so I can't say for sure, but it was definitely a different taste from homemade curry, and it was a satisfying flavor to have at a restaurant. Plus, it came with coffee for lunchtime, all for ¥600, so there's no room for complaints. Especially considering the prices around here. The portion was a bit small, and there were options for toppings like a hamburger for ¥250, two pieces of fried chicken for ¥150, and cheese for ¥100. But I thought if they offered aged meat steak as a topping, it would enhance the impact of the aged curry. It was delicious. On the way back, I passed by Hashi Yukio, but I was the only one who seemed to notice. It reminded me of the time when Akira Shimizu impersonated him in a swimsuit with a float, singing Mexican rock and agogo at the Monomane Championship.