Monday 23 January 2012

Day 7: Chocolate Pizza





Before parting ways with Carey, he clued me in on how he scored Spiritual State, the incomplete final album from the late Nujabes. Where? Tower Records. Where? Shibuya. Brilliant, I was just about to head that way.


Now, Ho-san and I weren't going to be in Tokyo for much longer, so after our last encounter, Yoko-san offered to show us around Shibuya when the sun had gone down. That's was the original reason I would be on a subway to Shibuya after the motor show.


Every town has a central meeting point. In Shibuya, that central meeting point is around the statue of Hachiko. So after finding Ho-san, Yoko-san and his friend in the pit of people we ventured towards Tower Records.


Tower Records is huge. Properly huge. Each major music genre is dedicated their own floor, with there being ~7 floors. Walking in it's straight to the directory to find out which floor we're to take the elevator to find what I want. Ding. Level 4 and it's time to scurry around to find this CD. Wondering past shelf after shelf, I pick an aisle at random and look for 'N'. There it was, a cute little collection of three Nujabes' album. An awkward transaction later and there I have it, the third physical CD I've ever bought. Sweet.





Making our way downtown, don't know how fast we're walking, faces pass and we're bound for some food. Once we were done admiring how cheap the internet cafes were, a sign advertising all-you-can-eat pizza caught our attention. It was cheap. Sold.


I'm not sure what it is about corn that the Japanese find so appealing, and frankly the why isn't important. What is worth mentioning is that when you walk into a Japanese pizza-buffet, expect to be offered some odd toppings for your Italian disc of dough, so it's advised to not actually think of it as pizza and just random foreign food. However, if you want pizza, there should be one or two with a topping you'd recognise. Anyway, I'm thirsty.


Yoko-san, like most (not me) university students, has a part time job working in a bar. Somewhat more cool than your regular fast food joint. The type of bar he works at is a little different, clearly, with a menu where nothing is over 270yen. Cool ey? It also happens to be a chain, with one of located in basement of our weird pizza buffet building.


After taking off our shoes upon entering, we're escorted past small rooms of people to our very own little room that's outfitted with no chairs and a touch screen monitor next to the table. Kind of like a karaoke room, aside from the room in the floor under the table, lack of a huge TV and microphones. It was cozy, and everything was only 270yen. I still can't get over how sake is served warm.


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