And so we found ourselves on a train out to Mitaka, playing shoe battle and trying to figure out what to have for lunch (because in the battle between food and shelter, food always wins in Pandaland). Speaking of food, if you ever find yourself in Tokyo with a hungry stomach and craving some cute, I highly recommend the unbearably cute Pancake Days. I love me smiley faces and I especially love me some pancakes and what could be better than pancakes with smiley faces on them? Answer: pancakes served by baby pandas dressed up as waiters or else pancakes with pictures of capybaras on them, but until I raise enough capital to make both of these dreams come to fruition (and find a way to procure some baby pandas from China which right now is not exactly feeling generous towards its Asian neighbor so that might take some doing), we’ll have to go with nothing, which is why you should scoot your way over to Pancake Days ASAP and have you some unbearably cute smiley faced pancakes.
Incidentally, I apologise for the lack of a proper photograph of aforementioned smiley faced pancakes, but I have to admit is that I was simply too lazy and hungry to bring it out and take a proper photo – it was all I could do to snap a shot with my phone before tucking in.
Ahem. And now you all know the true extent of my laziness.
Anyway, where was I before I got sidetracked by pancakes? (One more good pancake shop: Journal Standard’s Pancake Cafe. Highly recommend.) (Okay, no more about pancakes, I promise.) Oh yeah. The apartments. Well, I think you can see from the photos how awesome these apartments are. They’re located out in Mitaka (here’s a map if you wanna go take your own photos), in the western part of Tokyo on the Sobu line (close to other favourite haunts of mine like Kichijoji and Nakano ). You can even rent them for a short term stay or use them for meetings (who would ever get something productive done if a meeting was held in here?) so if you’re thusly inclined and have the dough, you know, you too could live here.
Especially if you have a penchant for dressing up in nurse-baby-french-maid-lingerie, but we’ll get to that in a second.