We skipped the vendors, the entire leg of pink Christmas trees, and made a beeline for the Fondue station.
The amount of illumination was incredible, and the strip of quietly burning coal was much appreciated.
Situated on the southeast side of the intersection, atop a steep set of concrete stairs on Hayden, was Onnki Donburi.
The storefront was simple: all glass for maximum visibility and a white rectangular sign with bold, black lettering.
Seating took the form of two bar-style strips - one with tall, backless stools facing the wall, an
Each was served on a wooden tray with miso soup and a small dish of pickled radish.
Along the circumference of the bowl was a pinch of mustard and small spoonful of wasabi - likely to be used to cut feelings of satiation during donburi consumption.
The few remnants were whisked away into a biodegradable takeout box for a later meal. (In my opinion, a plastic container would have been much more effective in preventing sauce leaks and odour control though.)
Onnki Donburi is truly a hidden gem on a quiet side street.
Now if only they could do something about the steep steps when ice freezes over...