When I reflect back on the travels I've been fortunate enough to go on, my favourite nights out have always been when I feel like I've gotten a taste of proper local culture and gone somewhere off the tourist track. Last night was exactly that, when we had the pleasure of our hosts take us out to a
legitimate sake bar known for it's sake varieties and private blends. The narrow bar was down a little alley that we could never have found ourselves and, of course, the night finished with karaoke.
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I'd never seen so many plates crammed onto such a small table. |
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We started off with a lovely light sparkling sake (which, of course, I also promptly spilled all over myself when trying to get the last out of the glass and forgetting that the box was full of the overflow). |
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Pouring of their very smooth 'private' in-house blend. |
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A special sake, turning dark from having been aged for twenty years. |
You don't need to see the pictures from karaoke.
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