Sometimes the whole universe is contained in a single sesame seed. This isn't one of those times. But it's cool. It's all good, baby. You'd think that the name of this place was about the rain and the soil, and the produce that they produce, but if you looked a little more you might start thinking it was about the 'Song of the Universe', the 9th century pangram. You'd be wrong though, there was no mention of the universe, just vegetables.
Saki is the drink of choice here, with about 15 bottle in the fridge and a bunch more sitting out for room temp / heated drinking. As usual, Big Bird and I were plied with the classic 'trap for young players' saki master's trick - proposing a bottle with 1 cm left in the bottom. We didn't fall for that, and were soon drinking a cup of Kozaemon, which I once had an impromptu vertical tasting of and decided I didn't love it. Still don't.
It's becoming 'brown things on plates' night at Ametsuchi.
Udo and gobo kinpira, walabi and tofu nimono. You're keeping score even if I'm not.
No, I ordered the thing below, and since I can't go past a fuki miso I asked for a little dab of it on the side too. Still love it. She makes a nice smooth, lightly-sweetened version.
Attractive servingware and good times in the background eh? Those people were having the course, which is substantially the same as what you see above. Maybe there's value in it or something? There couldn't be much difference in the dishes, not in a 7-seat restaurant with 5 customers tonight.
And I have no idea why he got that knickname, which is unusual - my stupid-clever knicknames usually come back to me regardless of the time gap. And I congratulate us on going to that linked restaurant, because it was awesome and we were ahead of the curve - the basic course is now twice what we paid.
Which is maybe a metaphor for life and the universe. Or not. If you read that pangram it might enlighten you, or you might just want to focus on slow contemplation of the pleasures of some wasabi leaves and saki. This restaurant is much more about the rain and the soil.
Although the poem is printed on the business cards.