シャレオツ＆カジュアルなお店で従業員はバタバタの鉄板焼き屋 : En

The narrow Yamato-Saidaiji Station area. Wherever I go, it's always full. What is this area? That's why I decided to drop by this place, which is in a remote location on the upper floors of a multi-tenant building and seems relatively empty. The female waitress asked, "Are you making a reservation?" What? They take reservations even in a place like this!? I was dazed, but then she suddenly changed her mind and said, "If you'd like to sit at the counter, we have seats available." What's that? The waitress seemed too busy to even call it a teppanyaki, but rather to be tempatte. I sat at the counter, which looks like a seldom used teppanyaki table that looks like it's in a neat and expensive Teppan-yaki specialty store. The seats are attached in pairs of two. I see, the box seats were full, so they packed the first three people into the counter seats, so they called it a teppanyaki, or rather, a teppata? Well, whatever. There are various menus. The main dishes are Teppan-yaki, but there are also various Izakaya (Japanese-style bar)-style dishes. Since it was too much of a bother, I left it to my companion and just ordered as I pleased. As per the concept of the restaurant, they even had a wine cellar, even though it was small. The owner's restaurant concept is oozing out. I ordered a carafe of an expensive red wine. Soon after, the female part-time-looking waitress who was working on the teppanyaki brought the wine I ordered. Ta-da! One bottle. What is this, a freebie? I thought to myself, taking it the best way possible. Naturally, the receipt was written for one bottle. What is this new sales technique? My companion was about to say something, but I stopped her. Oh well, I'm going to drink anyway, so I'll just leave it alone. At this point, I could see the level of the waitresses, which was interesting. In the hall, a young female employee was busily running around. In the kitchen at the back, a man who looked like a manager, who looked like a fake Exal, was busily making Teppan-yaki by himself. The restaurant itself had a stylish feel to it, and the owner's concept was oozing out, but in contrast, the employees seemed to be overwhelmed. After watching for a long time, about 1/3 of the wine was left, and I was thinking that my order hadn't been accepted and I should go home, when Okonomiyaki and Teppan-yaki I ordered were served one after another, ignoring the speed of the customers' chopsticks and focusing on the convenience of the restaurant. The taste was satisfactory. It was quite good. The portions were small. It seemed like a stylish restaurant, so the portions were not too big. It was just the right amount of snacks to go with the alcohol. On the wall, there was something called "Super Spicy Yakisoba (stir-fried noodles) (I forgot the name)". I found a playful menu that seemed to be a copy of a certain curry chain, with levels of 5 and 10. I ordered something with a medium level of spiciness as a joke. The food was served and I tried it right away. Yes, it was delicious... I thought, and then it came. Wow! It was spicy and painfully hot! You know, it's not chili pepper, but a habanero? It's a spiciness that seems to be irresistible for those who like it. It's a convenient place for young office ladies gathering, stylish couples smelling of perfume, and so on, as a second or 1.5th stop when they get hungry, to eat Teppan-yaki, chat, drink wine.... It's a teppanyaki restaurant with an atmosphere that makes it seem like Teppan-yaki wrestler-like male students who want to eat heartily, sweaty businessmen who gather to complain about their bosses, and families with children should go to another place. Goodbye.