Living in Ebisu there is an embarassment of riches in restaurants. One of the most popular is Kimu Katsu. On any given night there is a long line of people waiting outside to get a table. On my way home, I’m always asked by people on the street how to get there. My Japanese is quite poor, but when I hear, “Kimu Katsu”, I just smile and walk them to the restaurant. T and I were always intrigued but were unwilling to wait. After all, Tokyo is full of fabulous restaurants with no wait.
So whenever we walk past the restaurant and there is no one waiting, we walk in and dig in. This has happened exactly three times in the last two years. So what are people waiting in line for?
The Quilting Sword 