Taiyaki – Tokyo, Japan

They say you can’t leave Tokyo without a Taiyaki. They say you should just buy one off a street vendor. Then they tell you that it’s rude to walk and eat. I’ve never been so confused and conflicted in my life.

My fish-shaped cake is filled with matcha cream. Waffle batter on both sides, sandwiching oozing cream. There’s so much inside that it squeezes out, all around the edges, and all I can do is look at this delicious-looking thing because the light just turned green and I can’t possibly eat it while WALKING, especially not while walking across the street. Even in a foreigner-filled intersection of Shinjuku… Sumimasen I’m eating it on my way to the subway. No way a culture this polite won’t forgive me.