I am, by no means, a drinker.
Only when it comes to travel that somehow, a few alcoholic sips keep me relax. On this night, I walked alone on the alleys of Shinsaibashi, Osaka, searching for an Izakaya. The usual me would prefer the company of big Japanese crowd, raising their glasses for some bonding moments, chitchatting and giggling away, but right now, a less-commercialized Izakaya was what I long for.
At last, I walked into an Izakaya with prices of Nama Bīru (draught beer) and yakitori all over the place. Small enough, this shop hosts no more than 15 seats. I picked a seat in front of the bar counter and ordered few things: draught beer, chicken thigh, and 2 chicken skin on skewers. Enjoyment to me, is to hold yakitori in one hand and chilled beer on another. The kawa (skin) was the best I ever had, but given the high standard of skewers in Japan, this might not be a big deal.
Such a great way to end the night.
