Kyō To
View on Google MapsI don’t like taking food pics because I suck at taking them and excel at eating instead. However, I do like taking notes of the whole experience. This is also not a sponsored post. It just so happens that whenever there is an occasion to celebrate or something to heal, I go to my favorite hospital (Kyō To) with my favorite “doctors” — the chefs and staff are the best. Love that I don’t even need to fly out to Japan for me to taste it.
Secogani (Female Snow Crab)
The jelly vinegar melts softly and the tiniest eggs pop one by one. The wakame gives you just a hint of the sea — not salty, just comforting.
Scallop Sandwich
My first bite didn’t even go to my stomach — it went straight to my heart. I actually asked myself, how could this even be a scallop?!?
The pickled cucumber tasted like someone fried water balloons of Evian.
Maguro Sashimi
The plate looked like a neat tray of someone’s favorite belongings. The freshly grated wasabi traveled through my nose like a slow cigarette exhale. Toro felt almost sacrilegious to eat; Akami was the perfect first chapter.
Abalone Soup
The broth felt like what someone would give you when you needed to cry but had no tears left. The fried abalone tasted like pulpo — chewy, slightly crunchy — and lemon changed everything.
The broth felt like what someone would give you when you needed to cry but had no tears left.
Grilled Oyster
The aroma transported me to my grandaunt and the Japanese restaurants of my childhood. It melted in my mouth like bone marrow.
Grilled Madara
Smoky sweetness, a slight crunch outside, and then the inside just fell apart. At this point, all I could do was whisper thank You.
Wagyu + Rice
Even the rice was glorious — sticky, shiny, like an anime scene. Probably could be placed in a museum. By the time I reached the wagyu, I already forgot my sadness. It felt like a prayer. A mini emotional reset.