I promise you there won’t be a Komatsuya post every week, but… A few days ago, I asked B and LD if they wanted to go to Komatsuya in Ningyocho to be extremely carnivorous. B, who’s enjoyed the Komatsuya experience, and LD, who had yet to feel the pleasure, readily agreed. As I thought about it some more, I wondered why I was being so selfish with all that beef and beer. Soon after, I texted some faces you’ve seen before from previous party posts: DS, Miss EW, Js and S. Friends invited friends, and pretty soon, we were a party of eleven ready to enrich our blood (with iron) and our spirits (with good company). (Sadly, a few key friends couldn’t make it, but there’s always next time.)
Party is goin’ on over here. - Busta Rhymes (Party Goin On Over Here)
Komatsuya didn’t disappoint. Platters of beef (3 to be exact), lamb chops, and mashed potatoes were ordered and dribbling down the cheeks of my hungry friends before one could even say supercalifragilisticespiali—. Delicious. We, also, with a special nod to our mothers, ate salad and cabbage. Our drinks of choice were Kirin drafts, high balls, lemon sours, and a little bit of cold sake.
Then, the chef sent over a complimentary platter of sausages and grilled pork. We wrapped up the night at midnight, the last customers in the place, ”happy and smiling,” feeling high on life…or meat… or beer… or all combined.
*The instrumental version:
A few nights ago, I went to an izakaya in Nihonbashi, around the corner from my new place, with my friend H. Strangely enough, I was the only woman in the establishment. That night was dedicated to seafood.
Let me tell you about H; he doesn’t bat an eye when I say things that others may consider off the wall:
1) I want to marry a fisherman, but I don’t want him to leave me, because I can’t cook rice and hate waking up early. (He entertains this nonsense). (Ah, fishermen: strong, conscientious, “natural.”)
2) Me: So in your next life, what’re you gonna be?
H: A human.
Me: What about something cool like a butterfly or a fast animal.
H: No, I want to do many things only humans do.
Me too, I want to do things that only humans can do; like, meet up with other interesting humans every other day of the week for good meals, great conversation, and just feeling good. (Everyone has a story.)
See you soon,