oggeti209
I don't easily believe it when someone says "delicious!" or "it has a high rating on SNS." In reality, the restaurants I have listed generally have standard ratings, exceeding 4.0, and the only places I am satisfied with are "Hyotei Main Store" and "Le Saison." I have no interest in the "ultra-expensive reservation-difficult gate-in omakase counter kaiseki cuisine," have never felt the urge to visit, and dislike the mechanism that fuels competition based on numbers. Food is a matter of personal preference, with even family members having different tastes, so it is impossible for someone else's taste to match mine. I also do not like reviewers who manipulate the majority and try to score points. Recently, after moving and living next to a neighbor for a year, I visited "Kotan" based on her recommendation (rating 3.16). Living in an apartment complex in Japan, where residents have no interaction, especially during the pandemic, and all events are canceled except for regular general meetings, I still greet my neighbors with a smile when passing by, despite not knowing who they are. I am not a bad person. Since our initial greeting during the move-in, my neighbor and I have exchanged short conversations every time we pass by, revealing our mutual love for soba. She recommended several soba restaurants to me, but I did not visit any of them for over a year due to my skepticism. I always try both cold "mori" and hot "kake" soba when visiting a soba restaurant for the first time. Not a strict soba enthusiast, I am satisfied with decent quality dried noodles at home, but I am particular about the soba dipping sauce, which I make myself. Coming from a family with roots in Edo, I like the spicy and sweet dipping sauces at "Namiki Yabu Soba" and "Kanda Matsuya" in Tokyo, and I always order both despite knowing I will be full after eating them. This time, unsure of the portion size, I ordered "seiro" first and then "tamago toji soba" after confirming that I could still eat more. The "tamago toji" was solid enough to be lifted with chopsticks but had a fluffy texture. Made with the same thin noodles as the seiro, the soba did not stretch until the end, and the sweet dipping sauce, gentle and not too salty, had a high-quality dashi aroma, making it a delicious warm soba that made me want to eat it again and again. I wonder when I will pass by my neighbor again next time.