Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Giving Thanks

A good Thanksgiving dinner in Tokyo can be as hard to come by as an empty seat on the Yamanote line. - www.metropolis.co.jp November 2013 


That may be true, but given that it is my favorite meal of the year I wasn't willing to give it up without an exhaustive effort. Considering the limitations of our kitchen (two burners and a toaster oven), I determined it would take approximately 1.2 years to bring together all the necessary and familiar dishes I craved, so I quickly dismissed any ambitions of making the meal myself and set about finding the elusive Thanksgiving dinner in Tokyo.  I was pleasantly surprised to find it was actually easier than finding a seat on the Yamanote line!* 

An internet search led us to a hotel in mid-town Tokyo where we enjoyed a delicious and memorable Thanksgiving feast. What a special evening...blessings aplenty, and grateful for all of them!  

A few of those blessings are featured below...please forgive the poor quality of the dinner pictures.  We call that 'ambiance'. :-)

Don't Walk: Chris & Evelyn follow the
rules on our way to sightseeing and dinner.


                   Patrick and Evelyn survey the magical hotel lobby


 

When life hands you a toaster oven, make....reservations. 


(Side note)

*The Yamanote is notoriously crowded, and just when you think one more person can't possibly squeeze onto the train, you realize the flaw of your amateur prediction:  While it is true that ONE more person CAN'T possibly squeeze onto the train, FOUR more people CAN!  Yes, difficult to find a seat, indeed. Just ask Patrick and Evelyn, who are ruthless in their efforts at securing a spot during rush hour.  For Patrick, at least, it's the thrill of the hunt, because he inevitably gives up his seat to a less successful and teary-eyed Evelyn or an elderly woman hunched over her shopping cart.  Dozo, he gestures, receiving a grateful arigato in return - much to his delight.

2 comments:

  1. Are you familiar with "Busy, Busy World"? This post reminded me of the Tokyo Train story: everything emerges squished, squashed, squnched, squoonched. Sounds like Richard Scarry knew what he was talking about.

    Glad you had a happy Thanksgiving! I am thankful for you. :)

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  2. That is the amazing thing. It's mystifying how the people just silently absorb the new passengers, no matter how many. Everything really SHOULD emerge squished, squashed, etc, but surprisingly, it doesn't. Busy, Busy World - and fascinating, too!

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