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It must be silly of me, but I'm still finding it quite difficult to cope with Copper's death. When the evening comes, I can't help but to feel increasingly upset because I keep thinking of how it must've been for him to fall so unexpectedly. I keep staring at the window. Needless to say, I'm not sleeping too well.
However, being emo shouldn't stop me from doing a Tokyo post. It's going to be mostly food photos because there wasn't really anything new in Tokyo. But hey, food is good! I've got my fill of cream puffs and raw fish - I'm ready for London, baby!
The flight was at about 8.30am, so we were served breakfast on the plane. Here's the 'dim sum breakfast' - which I figured would be easier to stomach than the traditional puke-inducing omelette. The turnip cake could've been better.
OH, MISERABLE TOKYO. LOOK AT HOW DRAB YOU LOOK DURING THE DAYTIME. YOU'RE LIKE HONG KONG! But I like Hong Kong more!
Italian for lunch. The pizza had generous slices of parma ham slapped on top of it.
That evening, we bought fish from the supermarket so we could have our own happy sashimi fest. Yes, we bought a cutting board, knives, soy sauce, wasabi and plates just for this. We love our fish, and we love it even more when it comes in large portions.
CUT IT, PAPA. CUT IT!
PHWOAAAAAAR, CHECK OUT THE FAT ON THE TORO. LOOK AT THE MARBLING! That's not fatty pork, that's fatty tuna belly!
The toro you can buy here is far fatter and cheaper than the toro you can buy in Hong Kong. Each piece of fatty toro melts in your mouth. MMMM.
Happy Hamachi (yellow tail)!
BIG SLABS OF UNI (sea urchin roe). AS BIG AS MY THUMB - AND YOU KNOW, MOST 5'9'' TALL PEOPLE HAVE BIG THUMBS.
How luffly.
What, the meal doesn't end there! There's delightful dessert!
They sure know how to pack their cakes right.
Cream puffs. The massive one on the right is mine, while the smaller one on the left belongs to my mother.
My father's bizarre cream puff hybrid. It's flatter than a puff, but it's still chocked full with custard.
Sister's macarons. My gahd, I hate macarons.
JUMBO CHOU A LA CREME.
YOU MAKE MY HEART BEAT.
LIJSDFLKSDODFIUROTJLKSGJDLFG!!!!!!!!!!!
Each grape was 3/4 the size of a ping pong ball. I kidd you not.
Uh, not a very good size comparison since you don't even know how big the bear is.
A typical breakfast I had every morning. There's a slice of toast, a mountain of vegetation, a bit of odon (a broth of tofu and assorted veg), some kelp and a glass of water.
Only the Cantonese-speaking folk will understand the joke in this photo.
Lunchtime! Deep-fried pork cutlet at a place that supposedly makes very famous...deep-fried pork cutlets.
I love Laforet. It's a place I always have to go to when my butt's in ze land of ze rising sun, and I can stay there all day and shop the whole building out. They're celebrating their 70th birthday this year so there were lots of special events going on in the building, including various Art exhibitions and fashion projects. This is interesting photo prop thing at the entrance was just one of the many attractions.
Crepe, because I'm not going to be having any in London! I didn't have one of them ice cream-stuffed crepes because I was still full from the pork cutlet. Mine was just plain custard. Gosh, it was like eating warm glue - the custard makes the crepe really hard to chew. I swear, the custard can suffocate you if you're not careful.
More dessert that evening - but not mine.
Instead, it's my sister's and mother's. The interesting cake on the left is a macaron cake of sorts. Pistachio sponge cake and cream are sandwiched between two macaron shells, and nutty butter biscuts encircle the trunk of the cake. No ma'am, I'm not good at describing shit at this time of the day. :( Have mercy on me! I'm tired!
One of those very expensive Japanese peaches. Very nice and juicy.
A Suica penguin mascot outside a restaurant we went to the next day for lunch (we had Kobe steak if you're wondering. I prefer my toro, man!). I kept punching it. Good thing nobody saw me. :O
A last-minute dessert that night. Yes, it's a cream puff! No, I can't get enough of cream puffs! But this was a very evil puff - it was filled with whipped cream. Zomg, you can't eat cream puffs with whipped cream. You can only eat puffs with custard. Nasty.
Tastes like diluted Pocari. :S But I sort of like it. I shall search for a few more bottles of this stuff to bring to Engrand.
At the airport...and WHAT'S THIS? WHAT'S THIS BOX ON MY LAP?
OHHHHHHH, CREAM PUFFS!
Marvelling this exquisite work of art...
...then just to find that it's filled with whipped cream. D: I have been fooled again.
But it's okay! The other one was custard.
OJIGFGKDFGKLJDFLKGDFGKJ!!!!!! LKSGLKFSGLKRTLKMDV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sister's dessert box. Indeed, she loves cheese cake.
That should be maple cheese cake on the top, and parmesan cheese cake below. The shop we bought the cake from is cheese cake-exclusive, and it makes cake from various cheeses. My sister had their 'rare cheese cake' the day before - rare in the sense that the cheese is young, not because the cheese is scarce.
I'm too lazy to take photos of all my purchases (which, contrary to what you may be thinking, actually isn't a lot), but I'll include the new additions to my Rilakkuma collection. It's Rilakkuma's 3rd Anniversary this year! There were lots of special anniversary merchandise available, but I didn't clean it all up into my suitcase. I settled for a nice set including Rilakkuma, Korilakkuma and Kiiroi Tori, all decked out in party garb.
CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF THIS BEAR. YOU KNOWS I CAN'T.
The tag is too nice to throw away.
I also won stuff on the UFO catcher machines. I have mad UFO catcher skillz, man. I keep winning shit on my first try.*
*However, this usually encourages me to play longer and I rarely win anything afterwards. Then what difference does it really make? I'm so sad.
London next Wednesday. Oooer, I hate airplanes.