No I wasn't. Woody told me about this place. I don't get out so much any more, so I rely on advice.
And I like Liquor and Foods, and I like nothing better than drinking away the afternoon with no obligations. Your level of interest is probably similar to that of this fine fellow strolling by and enlivening my picture. What the heck are we doing outside a neighborhood liquor store?
Ohhh, that's why. It's not a Foods store at all any more. Presumably the mad genius son of the founders was behind this conversion from neighborhood grocery to high-end sake shop? What do they need all these folding chairs for?
This guy is awesome looking, isn't he? It's 'The Black Mask' from Hyakujurou
(百十郎 黒面 if you're keeping score at home). And you saw above that it's
all nama, and gen, and jun and dai and all the rest. You couldn't get more adjectives on the label, couldja?
And there's the problem - all those open bottles of yamahai are sitting around at room temperature. The room's dark and cool compared to outside, but it's not a big fridge - it's still comfortable for extended sittin and drinkin. So most of the bottles have that not so fresh feeling.
There's no food here. I mean, maybe there were some snacks and meat sticks or sumthin. But you mostly need to (and I hear are encouraged to) bring in your own foods from the outside world. And it really seemed like the outside world by the time I staggered out of this rabbit hole and back into the street.
Not that nether Sancha doesn't seem like another world all on its own or nothin.