Manten Sushi Marunouchi
September 24, 2019・13 min read (1538 words)
I didn’t get enough sleep but that didn’t stop me from getting up early so that I could make it to Manten Sushi, a place that Bob’s aunt had recommended to me, where walk-ins are 3000 JPY (plus tax) rather than 6000 JPY, and even at 6000 JPY it’s meant to be a steal.
The author of a random blog that I read said that he got to Manten Sushi at 1030 to wait for its 1100 opening, so I followed in his footsteps and got to Tokyo station at 1020. Marunouchi is a big commercial district but the streets were quiet, perhaps everyone was busy being in the office. Walking around reminded me of the nicer areas of Manhattan.
I was the first one there. I could see staff inside preparing for service, but I wasn’t sure whether I was meant to let them know that I was waiting or whether I should not bother them, so I just took a seat on one of the queueing chairs outside. About five minutes later two foreigners came by and saw that I was the only one waiting, so they presumably left to walk around for a bit before coming back. That was their mistake, since along came a middle-aged/older Japanese lady who asked me something probably related to whether I was queueing. I couldn’t understand her so she just went to the shop and asked some questions. A waiter came out and asked if I had a reservation, then told me and the old lady to take a seat and wait. A friend of hers came along to join us in the queue, and we made some conversation in broken English/Japanese about how I knew about this place, what I was doing in Japan, how long I was here, where I was from, etc. The foreigners returned and were turned away because there were only three non-reservation seats available that day.
The food was great, and it’s definitely really good value for the price. My chef served the same meal to me and the Japanese businessman next to me, but I noticed that everyone else at the counter (and at the few tables) had different food. For example, one group had some sashimi served to them, and another pair to my left had otsumami and aburi toro to start rather than yellowtail. I’m not sure whether that’s just the norm, whether it’s because I had the walk-in 3000 JPY special, or whether it’s because I wasn’t a regular. It was good that the person next to me ate the exact same pieces at the same time as me, because the chef gave more specific introductions to the neta in Japanese, e.g. saying that something was from Hokkaido rather than the simple English name of the fish.
I noticed that the rice was quite brown from whatever they mixed it with. It also wasn’t very vinegared but it ended up balancing well with the majority of the pieces. The chef made sure to wipe our plates after almost every piece, whenever he saw a drop of sauce left behind.
Afterwards I browsed some of the shops outside and walked around Marunouchi. I spent about half an hour in a Herman Miller showroom trying out chairs and talking to one of the salespeople. Her English was quite good and she could explain everything, although sometimes she’d use the wrong word like “it is very weigh”.
I walked back through Tokyo station, towards Nihombashi.
I was going to skip Mitsukoshi since I’d done enough walking around in department stores for a lifetime, but I gave it a spin since it’s the oldest department store in Japan and it looked fancy from the outside.
I went back to Tsuruya Yoshinobu for the confectionary demonstration. It was somewhat expensive but that seems to be the going rate for these “sweets with matcha tea” meals. I didn’t take a picture of it but the green tea that I was initially served was great.
After some sock shopping at Tabio, I walked one suburb over to Kanda, where there was a Michelin starred udon shop that I wanted to try. I walked around the block and couldn’t find it, but eventually saw a sign in front of some construction fencing, saying that it was closed. It was a bit strange because there were Google reviews of it posted today, but I guess that the review doesn’t need to be done on the day of the meal. I desperately needed to find a bathroom so I went into the nearest coffee shop.
I decided to have dinner near home instead.
Elbert and I went to the conbini after I showered, had a bit of a nap, and learnt some Japanese.
Waking hours
0900–2820
Written by Daniel Tam