I was fortunate enough to meet up with Ken and Casey in Tokyo tonight. It was a Seiko lover's seafood feast at the Takewaka Ikebukuro restaurant.
First came the watches - a first-release Credor Spring Drive from 1999, an SBGW003 one of 300, a Wako special 1 of 30, a VFA regulated by the god of adjustments,and a GS quartz watch.
Then the food courses began. First course was beer interspersed with seafood, okra, grapes, prosciutto, etc. Or vice versa, as you wish.
Casey told us about various aspects of photography and the PuristSPro forum that he moderates.
Next course was a dumpling in broth with special seasonal mushroom.
The the autumn box came with seasonal colors and flavors, including oyster, bean cake, egg yolk looking like a pumpkin, crab in a citrus shell, and I can't remember any more.
A burly waiter carried in our dish of seafood - several kinds of fish, lobster, a type of sea snail, and seaweed.
With much care and deliberation we switched from beer to sake.
Our
"mom" server seemed to be having a good a time as we were.
Next was a dish of broth and vegetables (primarily eggplant) along with more shreds of seafood.
Then they brought out burners and some beef, mushroom and potatoes, which we cooked for ourselves.
That made us concentrate on cooking rather than conversation, because we didn't want to spoil our dinners
Mom gave Casey some personal instruction.
We next sampled tempura with a citrus juice and pink rock salt
Another carafe of sake was required!
The rice covered with salmon eggs was our final main course.
Once again, one of us needed special instructions from "mom". We could eat it straight, or with broth, or ...
I forgot to mention the bowl of miso soup.
Finally, at last we had a couple glasses of tea and the dessert arrived.
It was a dish of chestnut flan, a fig, pear and peach slice interspersed with mozzarella cheese and drizzled with caramel
After lots of thank-you's, good-byes, and farewells, we all headed off in different directions through the subway tunnels. Groaning with delight. That we were full, and we were dry with the typhoon outside.
We eventually found the right corridor after a mile underground and 500m above ground in the rain.
Wow. What a night! Thank you, Japanese moderators!
Mr & Mrs Cazalea