In light of my very recent and very publicly displayed love for mochi ice cream balls, I thought I would share with you all what I had for breakfast this morning.
Mochi ice cream balls.
Surprise surprise 🙂
But no really, there’s more I wanted to share with you, especially you in London. I’ve always always been a big fan of the Japan Centre at Piccadilly Circus. It’s my one stop shop for yummies from the land of the big red sun, including such deliciousness as Sapporo Ichiban Original Ramen *yum*, delicious plum wines and all things green tea.
So imagine my utter shock and I don’t know, disappointment doesn’t even describe it. More like, kill me now when I show up at Japan Centre last night and huh??? It’s now a book shop?! WHAT? Granted, ok, it’s a Japan Centre book store but dude, I ain’t eating no books. Where did the food go?
In my haste to find myself some mochi ice cream balls, I’d (as usual) completely ignored the myriad of signage that they have outside:
Oh hello customers! Hi, you, yeh you there rushing in to buy your sushi, we’ve moved! But not far, honestly, just around the corner, like two minutes that way. See? Here, I’ll even draw you a map. See? It’s really very close. And in case you’ve missed this sign, well it’s ok, we’re really considerate here, we’ll put up I don’t know, maybe three more signs. Surely you won’t miss it now!
Yeh so I missed all the signs, ran into the book store, suffered a minor stroke and ran out in such a discombobulation that poor Panu didn’t know what to do. How do you console catty when she’s had one of her favourite food shops yanked from her grasp, especially when right this moment, she’s craving mochi ice cream so bad she has dragon fire tendril things billowing out her nostrils?
BUT. With his head screwed on much straighter than I, Panu spotted the sign. Like a bright light leading the way, the sign guided him, and he in turn guided me the 50 meters or so around the corner onto Regent Street and wow, everything was so much better. Plus. Plus plus plus PLUS.
Japan Centre had not only moved, they’d renovated. The new store is enormous. It’s glorious. It’s beautiful. It’s like heaven in a grocery store. They have sections for things like the bakery, meat, veg, desserts, everything.
It was a shame that by the time my dramas had been sorted it was closing time, so I only had time to grab myself a box of 20 mochi ice creams, but believe me, I’m so back there. Like today, I’m there.
This is me in love.
Japan Centre Supermarket
Now on Lower Regent Street, London