On my last day in Tokyo, my dad took us out for a wonderful lunch – one that we had saved for that day, knowing that enough time had passed since the New Year that there was fresh fish a-plenty in restaurants again. It was also somewhat celebratory, as my sister and I had performed the night before and it was our first (and final, for a while at least) day of all play and no work!
If you love tempura (who doesn’t?!), there is simply nothing that compares to the experience of sitting at a counter and having the chefs fry whatever you fancy, right in front of your eyes. The fish and seafood are alive until the second they get fried, in the lightest batter you can imagine, and there is no greasiness or heaviness as they give you your order of choice, as fresh as can be.