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Restaurant name |
Honkon Saikan
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Categories | Chinese、Izakaya (Tavern)、Sichuan Cuisine |
Phone number (for reservation and inquiry) |
050-5596-2268 |
Reservation Availability |
Reservations available |
Address |
東京都品川区大井1-21-2 豊強ビル 1F |
Transportation |
3 minutes walk from JR Rinkai Line Oimachi Central Exit 284 meters from Oimachi. |
Opening hours |
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Budget |
¥2,000~¥2,999 ~¥999 |
Budget(Aggregate of reviews) |
~¥999
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Method of payment |
Credit Cards Accepted (JCB、AMEX、Diners、VISA、Master) Electronic money Not Accepted |
Number of seats |
60 Seats |
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Private dining rooms |
OK For 10-20 people * reserved are also possible for groups of 40 or more. |
Private use |
OK Over 50 people |
Non-smoking/smoking |
Smoking establishment Please check with the restaurant before visiting as the law regarding passive smoking countermeasures (revised Health Promotion Law) has been in effect since April 1, 2020 and may differ from the latest information. |
Parking lot |
not allowed |
Set menu |
All you can drink |
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Occasion |
Banquets/party |With friends/colleagues This occasion is recommended by many people. |
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Phone Number |
03-3778-5088 |
Mom's alcohol from last night was still working like a body blow. I remember passionately telling my mom that it was the first proper Japanese movie I had seen in a long while, starring Go Ayano and Koichi Sato, about a demon cave called a marginal village that makes humans run wild with fear. I also feel like I was showing off my new bag. After that, I bought mentaiko spaghetti at a convenience Convenience stores and brought it home, which was already unnecessary at that point, but on top of that, I actually bought it for Y~-chan, but she told me she wouldn't eat it, so I hung on until the end and brought it home. (laughing and crying) I was planning on tasting just one of each of the 4 mini wieners and 4 mini cheesecakes from Johan at Mitsukoshi Underground, but I ended up eating them all.The memory of my foolish act of eating the whole thing is now starting to come back to me. ... <R1.10.28 Oimachi> ``Hong Kong Saikan'' ``Let's go to the round table in the back!'' I said, so I proceeded. There doesn't seem to be any background music playing, but I don't feel lonely because I can hear loud chatter from a party of people who seem to be working in the area diagonally behind me. And I don't care, but among the recent experiences at restaurants, cigarettes are one of the most popular, and for some people this may be enough to require immediate action to protect one's life. I regained my composure and looked over the item list. Mapo tofu was removed from the list as soon as it looked like a ``rice bowl'' rather than a ``set meal.'' The truth is, after considering everything, that was the only choice... "Takana fried rice & mini Ramen" @850ya. Fried rice is served on an unusual oval plate. The scent of mustard greens is not in a positive direction, and to me it has become so strong that I can recognize it as a fishy smell, and even as someone who avoids the recent trend of describing fried rice as "parapara", I don't like it. I thought it might be a little too sticky. I thought the bean sprouts in the side and Ramen were unnecessary, but before that, the soup was cloudy, which is common in Chinese Izakaya (Japanese-style bar) run by Chinese people, and the taste was also like that. I wondered if it was only the normal taste of the thin noodles that helped. I'm not sure what will happen, but if I remove the lotus and eat the fried rice with chopsticks, I feel that the unpleasant taste is somewhat alleviated, but maybe it's just my imagination. I wonder... Today, I started my search for a place to eat lunch from a 10-minute walk north along the Keihin-Tohoku Line, based on Oimachi Station standards, and headed south down Jameszaka Dori on a different route than usual. I came across Ward Office Street, walked a little to the south side of the station, came out on Ward Office Street again, started walking toward the Ward Office, and found this place a little off the beaten path... Happiness doesn't come by walking, so that's why I walked, but it was the other way around. I wonder why I feel so unhappy (lol). It's like life has hit me with a one-two punch... ---I guess it's because I didn't take three steps forward and two steps back. That's the only thing I can think of...