Saturday evening at my favorite eel restaurant. Snow had just begun to fall. After an artful appetizer, a beautifully plump and perfect unaju.

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Saturday evening at my favorite eel restaurant. Snow had just begun to fall. After an artful appetizer, a beautifully plump and perfect unaju.
“Eel restaurants are very busy now. This is the most crowded time in the year.”
This was my first time eating eel this year and it was so delicious.
I had dinner for the last eel of the year. Both types, Shirayaki and Kabayaki, were so tasty!!!
Tomoei, Restaurant(Kanagawa, Japan) 友栄★★★★
At Tomoei, I had grilled eel on rice, freshly cut liver(sauce), and jellied broth of soft-shelled turtle’s emperor (the most expensive part) (^o^)
I thought the eel was quite thick and high quality (^o^)
Also, the liver had big size (^o^)v
We eat jellied broth of soft-shelled turtle’s emperor after dressing it with soft-shelled turtle’s egg and wild yam (^o^)
友栄でうな重、割きたてのきも(たれ)、すっぽんエンペラー(最高部位)の煮凝りをいただきました(^o^)
うなぎはかなり肉厚でクオリティが高いと思いました(^o^)
きももサイズ大きめ(^o^)v
すっぽんエンペラーの煮凝りは、すっぽんの卵と自然薯をあえていただきます(^o^)
↓Grilled eel on rice
↓うな重
↓Freshly cut liver(sauce)
↓割きたてのきも(たれ)
↓Jellied broth of soft-shelled turtle’s emperor (the most expensive part) ↓すっぽんエンペラー(最高部位)の煮凝り
↓Menu
↓メニュー
↓Entrance
↓外観
This was the best Japanese sake I have ever had.
I don't usually drink Japanese sake, but I do at this restaurant.
tomo x ei? tomo x ei.
There was a ghost in the Tenshukaku, and Ei couldn't stand him.
He hadn’t been there for long. A few weeks, maybe. Certainly no longer than a month. And he wasn’t there all the time, as far as Ei could tell, but he was always back after a few hours to skulk around the corners of her throne room and drift aimlessly through the corridors.
She’d call in an exorcist if Yae Miko hadn’t laughed her out of her shrine and expressly forbidden any of her subordinates from helping.
“You did kill him,” said Miko, through giggles. “Rather brutally, too. You’ll appreciate the cosmic irony in a few centuries, I promise.”
“I do not appreciate the cosmic irony now,” Ei had said, to no avail. And so the ghost was allowed to remain by sheer virtue of Ei not knowing how to get rid of him. She had briefly considered striking him with lightning or stabbing him with her naginata, but upon trying to send a blast of electro energy at him, the ghost had frowned at her. Disapprovingly. As if she was a small child.
“It’s not very nice to try to kill me again,” he said. “You’ll cause flashbacks. Honestly, Shogun-sama, didn’t anyone teach you how to interact with people?”
“You are trespassing on my property,” Ei gritted out.
“I am dead,” said the ghost serenely. “Mortal concepts like ‘trespassing’ and ‘minor felonies’ and ‘the sanctity of private property’ don’t concern me anymore. I've achieved such a level of zen this way--you should give it a try."
Japanese culinary art.