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Miyamasou in Fool Magazine

The latest issue of Fool Magazine plopped through my mail box earlier this week.

Even more perhaps than the previous two issues, it is a feast for the eyes — great articles on the people and places that really count in the world of food and eating, superb photography, and all beautifully laid out.

This piece in particular caught my eye. It's a profile of Miyamasou, the remarkable and legendary ryokan in the mountains to the north of Kyoto, and its owner-chef Hisato Nakahigashi.

 

The piece is written by Junya Yamasaki, himself a chef — at the excellent and innovative Koya Udon in Soho (London)…

 

…and those very atmospheric photographs, all in monochrome or dusk tints are by Per-Anders Jorgensen (who cofounded and co-edits Fool, together with his wife Lotta).

 

Like the restaurant, this piece is highly recommended. As is the the entire issue.

I'm pretty sure Fool does not have any distribution in Japan as yet. I got mine by ordering direct from Sweden.

 

As for Miyamasou, I have still not been out there — yet… hopefully before too long.

But even if you don't have the time (and budget) for a night at Miyamasou, you can still get a vicarious taster, at the beautifully refined Oku, a tearoom/gallery in the heart of Gion. The obanzai lunch is a treat.

 

PS: my snapshot take on Koya Udon is here…

 

Yarden nightcap

 

A fine pudding wine to end a tasty late-night bite.

A golden Golan sticky from Yarden, produced "in the style of icewine" from Gewurztraminer grapes that have been frozen. 

I don't think the frosts on the Golan Heights are sufficient to do the freezing naturally — at least in the autumn harvest season — although I do recall some bitter early winter mornings at altitude in northern Israel when I was working on a moshav there way back when (in 1974/5 if my memory serves me at all)...

Whatever, a very pleasant dessert wine to be sure, and quite unusual here in Tokyo.

 

 

Update: I should mention, of course, that this was at inside bar/counter at Cicada, which I introduced in my Japan Times column last week. 

 

once in a…

Last night we were graced by a Super Moon — though sadly it was visible only very briefly though the overcast.

 

A couple of days earlier we were treated to the arrival of Blue Moon...

 

It was the Japanese launch of the beer of that name and — as you might expect, given that the beer is backed by the massive marketing clout of one of America's heftiest beer companies — the event was a major splash.

It took place in the gorgeous plush surroundings of Anjin, the cafe/bar upstairs at the brilliant Tsutaya complex in Daikanyama — still one of my favourite spaces in the city, a year and a half after it first opened.

 

 

It's a nice beer, with a certain complexity of flavor, courtesy of the coriander and other aromatics, and a smooth mouth feel (as they say in the trade) which comes from the addition of oats to the mash. And it's not as challenging in flavour as the Belgian white beers after which it is modelled. 

I'm not a huge fan of sticking wedges (or even slices) of fruit in my beer. But it looks pretty, and it makes a welcome change from the prevalent (and quite limited) standard selection of Japanese lagers. In short, perfect easy drinking for the summer months.

 

In fact it should win over quite a few more drinkers of mainstream beers to try some new and different tastes. And from there to discover the exciting parallel universe of craft beer.

In that sense, Blue Moon constitutes what those in the business might call a gateway beer: a few sips and before you know it you'll be hooked on the hard stuff... triple IPA.

Umeboshi 2013: blogpost #4

 

 

The rainy season — the poetically named bai-u (梅雨 ume rain) — is continuing, albeit with some welcome respite of intermittent sunshine (like today). The shiro-umezu is rising. The ume are pickling apace.

Blow-by-blow details over at the other blog: here…

 

Gallus: yakitori and much more from Torishiki's tasty new offshoot

It’s always exciting when a favorite restaurant sprouts an offshoot, especially if that restaurant is among the best of its kind in the city. And even more so when it’s such a hot table that reservations are nigh on impossible.

But with excitement comes uncertainty. Can the new spin-off be anything like as good? Will it complement the original, or diminish it by splitting the chef’s time and attention? And, most critically, will it be easier to book?

 

Making my way past the celebratory orchids on the sidewalk outside Gallus, it doesn’t take long for those concerns to be allayed. After all, this snappy-looking new yakitori restaurant on Meguro’s main street has serious pedigree. It is the new sister operation to Torishiki, one of Tokyo’s holy-grail destinations for charcoal-grilled skewers of chicken.

Not that it’s a clone. How could it be without the powerful presence of owner Yoshiteru Ikegawa, the grillmeister supreme and focal point of everything that makes Torishiki so excellent? Understandably, he is staying put, rather than splitting himself between the two locations, even if they are only a minute apart. Even more wisely, he’s produced a very different sort of restaurant.

He hasn’t tried to replicate the traditional one-counter set-up at Torishiki, where everything revolves around him and his grill. Instead, Gallus feels modern and relaxed, with tables and chairs, knives and forks alongside the chopsticks, gleaming modern furnishings and a cool jazz soundtrack. And the grill has been relegated so far to the back you hardly know it’s there.

“There are so many great ways of cooking chicken, besides just yakitori,” Ikegawa says. “My aim at Gallus is to show off much more of its potential.”

 

 

So, instead of just one chef he has brought in two. Grillmaster Tomohiko Abe, Ikegawa’s youthful right-hand man from Torishiki, is working side by side with Yasunori Yamamoto, whose background is in Italian cuisine. It sounds hybrid, but it works wonderfully.

Yamamoto’s contribution is obvious from the very start of the Y4,500 omakase (prix-fixe) seven-course menu. Far from being some dainty Japanese-style zensai starter — at Torishiki you’d get a saucer of homemade pickles — what arrives looks more like a selection of antipasti misti.

 

 

Last week our platter held five different appetizers, most of them involving chicken in some shape or form. There was rich liver pâté on rusk-crisp slices of baguette; slivers of breast meat topped with slices of red onion and thick consommé jelly; sunagimo gizzards with marinated bell peppers; bonjiri (tail meat) paired with celery; and soft-cooked halves of kyo-nasu eggplant seasoned with anchovy and garlic.

Garnished with chervil and parsley and given a light drizzle of extra virgin olive oil, this was as tasty as it was attractive. It also delivered two clear messages. First, this is not your average yakitori joint. And secondly, forget about sake and shochu; this is wine country.

 

 

The list is ample and affordable, mostly French, Italian and a smattering from the New World — the Argentinian Nina Blend made for good drinking — with plenty of choice in the Y5,000 to Y6,000 range. And no big-ticket trophy bottles: Gallus is not that sort of place.

It was only now the first yakitori arrived. Abe may not have Ikegawa’s gravitas, but he’s certainly learned his skills. He’s working with the same premium chicken, Date jidori from the uplands of Fukushima, the same top quality Bincho charcoal and the same tare basting sauces as at Torishiki. His yakitori is as good as all but the very best.

A small soup followed — right now it’s likely to be a creamy chilled potage made from new-season sweet corn. Then a small hot dish — soft-simmered miso-nikomi chicken on my first visit; rich chikuzen-ni (root vegetables with chicken) on the second — and then another round of skewers from the grill.

 

 

But the most memorable course of all comes at the end. As a “main” dish to close the meal, there is a choice between a mildly piquant chicken curry with rice; or katsu-sando, a deep-fried breaded cutlet of chicken breast. The curry is good; the chicken katsu outstanding.

 

 

Served with slices of soft white bread, a mound of shredded cabbage and some great homemade sauces on the side, this — just as much as the yakitori — could well turn out to be the Gallus signature dish.

In the course of the evening, the meal covers the gamut from Japanese to European and back to yoshoku (westernized Japanese). And it all hangs together beautifully. All the doubts are dispelled.

But what about that last and most important question? Don’t expect to walk in off the street, but reservations can be had without difficulty right now. But that is likely to change, as soon as word gets out through the local media. Gallus is going to be very popular.