External conditions were sunny yet gusty, causing the two of us to lightly prance about while in wait of their scheduled opening.
Soon enough, we were welcomed into the warmth of the establishment, then laid laminated menus before us.
Also present was an expansive selection of drinks and desserts, enabling the space to operate as a whimsical gathering spot during late afternoon hours. Mind you, these confectioneries were, by no means, for the faint of wallet. Close to ordering a Shanghai Fog, I retracted such desires upon laying eyes on the asking price.
"If you were at a buffet, which would you pick?"
"I'd get a bit of both."
"But which would you grab first?"
An eye-opening experience it was to see her meticulously spoon grated daikon atop the porky segments, then proceed to drizzle them with chestnut-toned liquid.
Attentive, prompt service was a factor worth noting, especially when the restaurant was met with an influx of diners around noon.
My bewilderment towards the inexhaustible aisles of cherry blossoms continued along the bus ride, like a country girl meeting metropola for the first time since birth.