Grime and grilled chicken

Unlike many other kinds of eateries, cleanliness isn’t something one necessarily looks for when it comes to yakitori. In fact, it arguably involves an inverse correlation of sorts (if that makes any kind of sense), meaning the dirtier the place is, the more delicious the food will be. An idea that would suggest the chicken on a stick in this place is top notch.

Tokyo yakitori

A conclusion I can happily confirm is absolutely spot on.

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  1. says

    Ah, now this brings back a lot of memories. The night I arrived in Nagoya for the first time one of my best friends took me to a yakitori place. He proceeded to give me a trial by fire through ordering skin and various offal. To this date it stands out as my favorite meal had in country. I generally do not order offal by myself, but skin remains a real favorite.

    Thanks for the reminder of what I need to do as soon as I land in October!

    • says

      Yeah, rough and ready yakitori places really do take some beating. Must admit though, I’m not a fan of skin.

  2. Ken says

    Great photo Lee. You can almost smell the aroma wafting out in the cloud of steam. Yakitori is my favorite food when out with friends in Japan and I have learned to love even the innards.

    • says

      Cheers, Ken.

      Yes, for a bit of food and a few beers with friends, there aren’t many places that beat a yakitori-ya.

  3. says

    Great shot, I would agree with that assessment, smoky and dirty equals delicious food :-)
    I do love the skin yakitori,I’m fine with the hearts, livers, etc., I’m just not a big fan of the ones with lots of cartilage.

    • says

      Cheers! Good to hear I’m not alone too.

      Likewise in regards cartilage as well. Nothing disappoints me more than unwelcome bits in my tsukune…

    • MrSatyre says

      Don’t get me started on the cartilage. I swear they sneak that in just for us when we’re not looking. I remember the one time I was offered a plate of something mysterious. Turned out to be horse tendons. Like old bicycle tire inner tubes. I didn’t see a single Japanese person eating any.

      • says

        Horse tendons? I can imagine that was as unpleasant as it sounds…

        I’ve been offered fried chicken cartilage a fair few times, which for me at least is equally as rotten as it sounds. To be fair though, it has always been popular with my fellow diners.

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