Adventures on a little yellow bicycle

We've had M's son and daughter in law for the last 3 weeks so sorry for the silence. Last night to celebrate their departure, we all went to Hummingbirds Hill, an American style diner in Evisu. These are the type of restaurant I normally avoid - big slabs of meat, and ribs all cooked in an open kitchen is not usually a good experience for a fish-a-tarian like me. But it turns out the Japanese do American very well indeed. The food was good - big fat prawns and scallops with rice followed by banana and oreo cake (shared) and washed down by chardonay. Probably the largest meal I've had for a while and certainly not the tiny portion sizes normally associated with Japanese restaurants. But the thing I love most is the way the Japanese do 'detail' so incredibly well. Everything was themed. The walls were lined with sculpture made by indians and horn chandeliers from Hoikkoido deer. Hung on the walls were neck ties, each in a different style and all hand sewn but yet incorporating the tiny hummingbirds that are the restaurants brand. The handrails and seating was beautifully finished leather which must have cost a fortune. And when we left the uneaten ribs had been placed in a beautifully wrapped box and was presented to us to take home.