Joseph Mallozzi's Blog! (SPOILERS For All SG Shows and Dark Matter)

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September 6, 2014

Video: The Weird Food Purchase of the Day

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September 7, 2014

Photos: Petunia, snow monkey


Pictured above – Petunia, our lodger, who has been with us since Friday but went home tonight. She’s been a wonderful guest, very polite with the other dogs and has only had two accidents. Having an extra dog does make a world of difference, however, especially at night. And even on a king-size bed. I got squeezed out at one point and had to retreat to the guest room. About an hour later, Akemi had to join me. So WE had to make do with the smaller bed while they enjoyed the sprawling spaciousness of the master bed.

A sad start to the Fantasy Football season for my Snow Monkeys who are about to go 0-1. Fortunately, after a year in which I cared A LOT and spent most of my free time researching and managing my team only to NOT make the playoffs, I’ve decided to adopt a new approach this year and NOT care so much. So, not caring. So much. But still caring a little.

Holy Smokes! Less than three days before I board a flight for Tokyo! And less than a month before I move to Toronto! Who’s helping me pack?

Today’s entry is dedicated to birthday gal and blog regular Jennifer Draves.

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September 8, 2014

Photos: Jack the Ripper, 29-year-old 'man-baby', bananas, apple cider vinegar, chocolate, socks


As it turns out, it wasn’t Prince Albert Victor or Queen Victoria’s obstetrician or author Lewis Caroll. It was…some crazy guy:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/...ng-of-a-shawl/

His parents aren’t kicking him out of the house! And the poor kid’s only 29!

https://ca.news.yahoo.com/blogs/dail...145831060.html

Bananas prevent strokes! Eat more bananas!

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/ar...rokes-bay.html

Apple cider vinegar helps you lose weight and ward of heart disease! Drink more apple cider vinegar!

http://www.care2.com/greenliving/7-h...r-vinegar.html

Eating chocolate may help ease cramping associated with peripheral artery disease! Eat more chocolate!

http://health.clevelandclinic.org/20...in-from-pad-2/

Chocolate may contain lead and cadmium! Don’t eat anymore chocolate!

http://www.hngn.com/articles/41419/2...nd-cadmium.htm

Chocolate help guard against heart attacks and strokes! Eat more chocolate!

http://www.mensjournal.com/health-fi...olate-20140903

Socks can lead to tummy upset! Don’t eat socks!

http://metro.co.uk/2014/09/04/dog-su...omach-4857024/

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September 9, 2014

Photo: Gyoza Bar


I was planning to rant today about news I received on another project, but I’m not going to do that. Nope, I’m going to keep things positive and won’t even bother expressing my irritation, anger, and general disappointment with a potential scenario that has presented itself today – despite the fact that the individual who pitched it to me presented it as a positive development. I’m just going to put it out of my mind and focus on my upcoming trip.

I’m also going to ignore that managerial request that came my way today. Like children, puppies, and cavemen who are defrosted from centuries’ slumber and forced to reintegrate into modern society, managers are generally oblivious to the ways of the real world – so I’m going to cut this guy some slack.

I’ll also ignore the fact that I was finally looking forward to trying out Gyoza Bar, Vancouver’s new gyoza and ramen restaurant. It opened to much fanfare on Saturday and, two days later, I planned to have dinner there with Akemi and our friends Kathode and Catherine. They don’t take reservations, so KC arrived early…only to discover:

Seriously? Closed for a private function TWO DAYS after your grand opening? Tell you what – I’ll come back and check out in the summer of 2015. IF you’re still in business. And not closed for a private function.

Picked up sis at the airport today. She’ll be here for the next ten days, house-sitting and spending quality time with the dogs. Oh, and hopefully updating this blog while I’m away. No?

On the bright side, all goes well with that SF show. Today we discussed playback – and then, coincidentally, I ran into our old Stargate Playback Supervisor Krista McLean!

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Also got preliminary shooting schedules for episodes #1-3. There are some fairly ambitious days in the opening two-parter and I suspect things will even out once everyone has had time to digest those first four scripts and we make a decision on what goes on which stage. I’m thinking that having the shuttle on a separate stage may open up more 2nd unit opportunities. Whaddya think?

Alright. Off to hit the waiver wires. Then bed. Big travel day tomorrow. Are you guys packed?

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September 10, 2014

Video: One Night In Tokyo - Starring: Joe Mallozzi


Off to Japan today and one of the things I’m especially looking forward to – besides the sushi, pastries, and robot toilets – is the sake. To be honest, I’m not a big drinker. I don’t do wine and rarely drink beer. I will have the occasional glass of bourbon – but it’s not some I drink a lot of. Sake, on the other hand…well, I CAN drink a lot of sake. As my good friend and former Japan travel companion, Ivon Bartok, learned first hand on OUR trip to Tokyo a couple of years back. Some people are more charming when they drink. Others considerably less so. Me, I’m just more hungry for convenience store eclairs. Look at me go!

Ah, good times, good times!

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September 12, 2014

Photos: Tokyo, Akemi, Joe Mallozzi, lunch at Tsurutontan, Bubba, Jelly, Lulu


It’s a ten hour flight from Vancouver to Tokyo and I had hoped to sleep through part of it, but just as I was nodding off, about seven hours, I was awakened by one of the entertainment systems malfunctioning, emitting a sound akin to a spoke card’s rat-tat-at. For about a half an hour. That’s how long it took them to fix it. By which point it was all relative because the noise had awakened the baby three seats back and he wailed for the duration of the flight.

So, by the time we got in last night at around 8:00 p.m. Tokyo time (4:00 a.m. PST), I was ready for bed. But rather than call it a night, we went out for dinner at one of the hotel restaurants, toughed it out, and went to bed at 10:30 p.m.

And so, by 7:00 a.m. this morning, Akemi and I were up and at ‘em, determined to pack as much into Day #1 as possible. This is how we fared...

Ginza at 7:30 a.m. I’ve never seen the place so deserted.

The Wako Building – one of my favorites.

We walked down to the Tukiji Market for breakfast. “But, Joe,”you’re undoubtedly asking. “Isn’t 7:30 a.m. a little early for breakfast?” Well, not at the Tsukiji Market which actually opens at 4:30 a.m. Some of the more popular sushi-ya’s have line-ups starting at 5:00 a.m.

Heading into the Tsukiji Market.

Akemi did some advance research and wanted to try this little horumon place – horumon being “offal”. The day’s special was bubbling away in a giant pot and, once you placed your order, a generous portion was spooned over a bowl of rice. Akemi wasn’t a fan of the elderly woman manning the pot – who wasn’t a fan of having the pot (or, as I discovered) her photo taken owing, I suspect, to her criminal past.

Gut Bowl. Despite the fact that Akemi and I were unable to identify anything we were eating, it was pretty good – though a tad underseasoned.

We parked ourselves at one of the little impromptu communal tables, ate, and then continued our foray.

That’s a lot of dried squid. Located a couple of stalls down from the whale bacon.

And that’s a lot of cod sperm (shirako) – bottom right.

Akemi lands the catch of the day!

If I actually lived in Tokyo, I’d be down here all the time. Of course, if I lived in Tokyo with its high cost of living, I’d probably be doing little more than strolling.

It never fails. Every time I visit Tokyo, I’m stopped for one of those man-on-the-street interviews. I should just move here and become a t.v. personality. Or convince Ivon to join me and we can be a comedy team: Gaijin and Tonic.

I had an omelet popsicle. Perfect for those hot summer days!

Fresh wasabi.

This curious culinary creation caught my eye. It’s a black ash bun stuffed with seafood and topped with fresh sea urchin. After much dithering, I decided to give it a try…

And it was delicious! I’m going back for more tomorrow morning!

Picked up these cool spaceship cufflinks at the hotel boutique. I’ll wear them on the first of shooting – sometime in early January.

Apparently this mascot for the town of Tottori – an emaciated, hunger-ravaged little girl holding a frog – was retired when it was deemed to depressing.

Curious print ad in the Tokyo subway. What the hell is going on here?

I think they missed their stop.

We had lunch at Tsurutontan, Akemi’s favorite udon restaurant. Check out my bowl of curry beef udon. Good thing I didn’t order a double.

VERY tasty.

But messy. Curiously, I was the only one at any of the tables who was given a bib.

And, for dessert, the udon ice cream. No, really, It tasted like very subtle creme fraiche – with bits of udon.

Then we headed over to Tokyo Midtown for a hot chocolate – and dessert #2.

I sampled an aged sweet sake. Intriguing.

Then stopped by Uniglo where I purchased some down jackets in preparation for the bitter Toronto winter. Here’s me modeling one of my buys.

Kids heading home from school. I was thinking of picking up one of these uniforms – Gilligan hat, culottes, white athletic socks, and backpacks, and then just blending in.

Off to Osaka tomorrow to visit Akemi’s family. Unfortunately, I forgot to bring a tie for the tea ceremony. Fortunately, I was able to pick one up at a little specialty shop offering various goods from Gun-ma region. Now having worked in show business as long as I have, I’m not normally star struck but as I was walking out of the shop, I spotted the man (woman? thing?) himself: Guna-ma chan, the official Gun-ma mascot.

Who was gracious enough to pose for a photo with Akemi (who was none too shy about waltzing up and striking a pose).

On our way back to the hotel, I received an email from blog frequenter and Tokyo denizen benjamdisco who apparently spotted Akemi and I strolling the streets of Roppongi after his haircut. He was apparently too shy to say hi – so, instead, he took some clandestine paparazzi pics:

While I commended him on his surveillance prowess, I had to admonish him for not saying hi – and potentially joining us for ice cream udon and shopping at Uniglo.

Finally, I checked in with sis this morning and she reports that the dogs are great. Jelly has been a little more active of late, Bubba a little more relaxed, and Lulu her usual gassy self.

Bubba.

Jelly.

Lulu.

Dinner tonight, then catching the bullet train to Osaka tomorrow! My feet hurt already.

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September 12, 2014

Photos: Apple pie, cups, dinner at L’Effervesence, Akemi, Chef Namae, Joe Mallozzi, Tasty Thai Dining, lunch, dessert at Au Palet d’Or, Gone Girl, the Intercontinental Hotel, Akemi's dad, dinner at Nagahori, mall


There are three “can’t miss” restaurants I HAVE to visit every time I come to Tokyo. The first is Sawada sushi – which, sadly, is closed during this two week stay. The second is Esquisse, a brilliant French restaurant headed by Chef Lionel Beccat – which we’ll be visiting in the coming days. And the third, is L’Effervesence, with its delightfully inventive menu c/o Chef Shinobu Namae – which I visited last night with my friend Tomomi.

It was a night of consistent culinary highlights. Among the highlights of the highlights...

Apple Pie #16 is the sixteenth version of Chef Name’s signature pie inspired by a certain McDonalds menu item. This version is compromised of foie gras, fig, and a touch of basil.

In my bid to not go a day without sake, I decided to go with the sake pairing which offered up a wonderful variety ranging from peach sweet to smoky dry. I was offered my choice of cups to get me started. I opted for the Mt. Fuji, bottom left.

With a little Mr. Fuji inside.

One of the menu items that never changes is this incredible turnip dish. It’s cooked in a warm bath for 4 hours, then lightly roasted and butter basted.

The chef chooses lean deer from Hokkaido that is roasted for 10 minutes, then allowed to rest, returned to roast for another 10 minutes, then set aside to rest. The process is repeated until the eat is perfect, then served – here with local peppers, pumpkin sauce, and a reduction.

The salad is comprised of 51 fresh, locally-sourced ingredients. I’m not a big fan of salad but this one was a lot of fun, offering a myriad of complimentary and contrasting flavors and textures.

My lovely hostess, Tomomi, shows off the Sirene chocolate I brought for her.

Tonka bean mousse, barley ice cream, and a Chinese fruit – whose name escapes me.

Our third dessert was a plate of fun mini-bites including a tube of lemon curd I used to spell out my guest’s name. Impressive, no?

After the meal, Chef Namae came by to check in with us and see how we’d enjoyed the meal, something he does with EVERY table. I honestly told him that every meal I’ve had at L’Effervesence has never failed to impress.

By the time we wrapped up, it was almost 11:00 p.m. Between the sake and the jet-lag, I was thoroughly exhausted, but I decided to forego a cab and walked back to Ometesando Station, then caught the metro back to the hotel.

Passed by this interesting-looking eatery. The spicy pad-thai is like a roundhouse kick in the mouth!

By the time I got in, I was ready for bed. I had a relatively deep sake sleep, punctuated by weird dreams involving the French counryside and brain surgery, then woke up at 7 a.m. Rather than hit Tsukiji again for breakfast, we packed up, checked out, placed our luggage in storage, then caught the shinkansen (bullet train) to Osaka. On a Saturday! On what appears to be a holiday weekend. We just managed to snagged seat – but, sadly, weren’t able to grab a bento box for the ride.

Osaka Station was super-busy, crowded and crazier than I’d ever seen Tokyo. Akemi’s dad suspects it’s because of the many visitors who have taken advantage of the long weekend (Monday is, of course, National Old People’s Day) to visit the new Harry Potter theme park!

No Harry Potter for us though. After meeting up with Akemi’s dad, we grabbed a quick lunch -

Sashimi.

Tempura.

Stewed fish head.

And shirasu (that’s what the little fish are called) salad.

Then, for dessert, we met up with Akemi’s friend, Ayaka, for chocolate, chocolate, and more chocolate (and pistachio) at Au Palet d’Or…

As it turns out, Ayaki is an avid reader of mystery novels (averaging a respectable ten books a month) and so, afterwards, we too a walk down to the nearest bookstore where I bought her…

The Japanese edition of Gone Girl. She was super-pleased.

We’re staying at the Intercontinental Hotel in Umeda and it is beautiful…

Er, interesting art work.

The room.

And, to Akemi’s delight, a nice, deep tub.

Akemi and I had dinner reservations at a popular izakaya called Nagahori. Her dad was hoping to join us as a late addition to our table for two and accompanied us to the restaurant. Sadly, they weren’t able to accommodate him -

He was disappointed.

Akemi took the news a lot better than he did.

Father and daughter, in happier times (ie. before he received news that he wouldn’t be dining with us).

Me and my lemurs (?) – also in happier times.

Okay, enough chit chat. Time for dinner!

The hairy crab was, thankfully, a lot less hairy than I feared.

The sashimi plate. Ooooh, check out all the sea urchin!

Steamed abalone with abalone gut sauce. Highly recommended.

Deep-fried anago (sea eel) and yuba (tofu skin) – Akemi’s fave.

Tasty grilled chicken guts!

And, for dessert: Kasu panna cotta with eggplant ice cream. I’m a big fan of kasu desserts but have to admit – I’ve never met an eggplant-based dessert I’ve liked.

We caught a cab back to the hotel. If you ever visit Japan, here’s a word of warning: Learn the Japanese name of your hotel. Japanese cities are confusing enough as it is and, fully half the time, the cab driver won’t know where he’s going. Chances are he also won’t know the English name of your hotel. For instance, in Tokyo, if I tell them my destination is “The Imperial Hotel”, they’l stare back at me blankly. But if I tell them I’m going to the “Teikoku Hoteru” (Imperial Hotel in Japanese), I fare much better. On this night, we told the driver we were going to The Intercontinental Hotel. He’d apparently never heard of it. After some discussion with Akemi, he apparently figured it out and got us there in record time. And by “there”, I mean another hotel. But close enough. It was only a five minute walk to our actual hotel from there.

Enroute, we cut through a mall…

For all your chopstick needs.

This robot promised to do something cool – and then tried to sell us a phone plan.

I spotted my old friend Doraemon. He was obviously drunk (again!) and I tried to take away his bottle booze. Things got ugly after that.

Tomorrow, we wake up bright and early to go to Akemi’s childhood home (my first visit!) to take part in a tea ceremony. I’ve been warned I’ll be required to sit cross-legged for twenty minutes or so – something I haven’t done since elementary school. Wish me luck!

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September 14, 2014

Photos: Akemi's mom, Joe Mallozzi, Akemi's sister, tea ceremony, lunch at Uoi, Akemi's dad, eels, chef, Osaka, tutorial on proper bowing etiquette


Last night, I turned in at a nice and early 10:00 p.m. As a result, I woke up this morning at a less nice and early 3:50 a.m. I dozed on and off, cobbling together about another hour in catnaps, before sitting bolt upright at 8:15 a.m. with the realization we had a tea ceremony to attend!

Akemi’s mother teaches tea ceremony and, once a month, hosts a special event for her students. And the odd daughter-dating foreigner.

We walked into a vestibule, removed our shoes, then walked through the partition to an adjoining room where Akemi’s brother, Haruhiko, dressed in a men’s kimono, greeted us. Akemi’s brother is awesome. Every time I see him, he never patronizes me with that sloooow enunciation usually reserved for equally sloooow foreigners. Instead, he speaks to me in rapidfire Japanese, no doubt assuming/hoping I’ll eventually learn. I love his optimism!

I was asked to sign my name and, even though I haven’t practiced since last year, I availed myself nicely.

The house is older with a very low ceiling. According to Akemi, it was designed this way to discourage guests from engaging in sword fights – which is a shame because I was really feeling the urge. Instead, I kept my head down and said my hello’s to the gathering, then followed everyone to an open garden, donning the world’s most uncomfortable sandals enroute and almost sliding off the stone path into the tiny fish pond.

After crossing the garden, we ducked into another room where ten of us were seated in a semi-circle. I tried kneeling like everyone else but only lasted some five minutes before my knees gave out. I opted for the slightly more comfortable but uncomfortable nevertheless cross-legged sit.

Tea ceremonies are surprisingly complex affair and I like to think I did alright for a Canadian who had never taken part in one before. We were presented with a bowl of wagashi (Japanese rice sweets) and I was instructed to help myself – in very intricate fashion.

I had to take the chopsticks with my right hand, then adjust them at the midway point with my left hand, then use my right hand to transfer the wagashi to the tiny serving paper I’d been given.

After eating the wagashi (Akemi informed me I didn’t have to eat everything but I wanted to be extra polite so I ensured there were no leftovers), I was presented with a bowl of matcha (ceremonial green tea). I had to bow, pick up the bowl with my right hand, set it down in front of me, then set it down to my right, then set it down to my left and exchange bows with the person sitting beside me, then pick up the bowl with my right hand but slip my left hand underneath to support it, then rotate the bowl two or three times (this was a point of some contention), then drink. Once finished, I rotated the bowl counter-clockwise and set it down.

While we sipped our tea, various antique plates and bowls were passed around for our inspection. Akemi was understandably anxious every time I picked something up and palpably relieved whenever I’d pass it safely off to my neighbor.

Another round of matcha, then we retreated back through the garden in our unwieldy sandals, and back to the main room where Akemi reconnected with old friends and neighbors while I feigned a rudimentary understanding of the conversation.

While Akemi’s mother, brother and sister greeted the next round of tea ceremony students, Akemi, her father and I went to lunch at Uoi, a popular eel restaurant. We got there early to beat the line – but had to stand in line anyway because we were TOO early:

Then took our seats at the counter and enjoyed one of the greatest unagi meals I’ve ever had.

Apparently, Tokyo and Osaka unagi-yas prepare their eel differently. One slices from belly to back while the other cuts from back to belly (not sure which). Also, one steams their eels before grilling (again, not sure which).

Tasty eel guts!

Eel-stuffed omelet.

Sweet eel with rice.

Sadly, no unagi ice cream.

After we were done, one of the chefs took us on a little tour of the “unagi room” where they keep all the eels.

The eel are kept in stacked pails that are continually showered with a steady stream of cold water.

Who’s hungry?

Our affable guide, host, and chef. It was super kind of him to offer to give us the tour.

On our way back to the hotel, we stop off for a snack. Pictured: me with my matcha latte and chocolate cream donut. Not pictured: me after I dribbled matcha latte down the front of my jacket and then inadvertently dusted that with powdered sugar.

Who wants to ride the Ferris Wheel? Not me!

Where Springstreen got his start.

Whale watching in Osaka.

Hey, it’s the Lupin live-action movie! I’ve got to convince Akemi to go with me!

The breathtaking harrowing view from out hotel.

The hotel garden.

Sassy hotel model.

I leave you with this informative tutorial on proper bowing etiquette...

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September 14, 2014

Video: Osaka department store

Photos: Dinner at Le Comptoir de Benoit, Akemi's family, Chef Soshi Ueno, Akemi, Joe Mallozzi, Hattendo cream bun stand, map, Osaka, lunch at Fujiya 1935


On our last night in Osaka, we joined Akemi’s family for dinner at Le Comptoir de Benoit, an Alain Ducasse restaurant on the 33rd floor of the Breeze Building in Nishi-Umeda. We had counter seats which allowed us an unobstructed view of the open kitchen, allowing us to take in the culinary theatrics while we enjoyed our meal.

The open kitchen.

Akemi’s brother (Haruhiko) and sister (Hiromi) ready for some eating action.

Akemi’s mom and dad – focused!

A foie gras gelee topped with shaved truffles. Incredibly aromatic, all of its components melted in your mouth.

Langoustine and basil spring rolls with a romaine dipping sauce, creme fraiche, and caviar.

Abalone and escargot with parsley, garlic, and a delicious Japanese green whose name escapes me. Have never had abalone and escargot together, but they were a perfect combination. My favorite dish of the night.

A bouilliabaisse of mussel, clam, octopus, squid, crispy red seabreem, and saffron mashed potatoes.

Tender duck in porto sauce, beetroot, corn karaage, and a basil and ricotta ravioli with curry oil.

A raspberry cheesecake served with a side of yogurt sorbet.

And a few mignardises to end the meal. That matcha chocolate was delightfully intense.

The gang with Chef Soshi Ueno.

Chef Ueno thanked us for coming and informed us that, sadly, the restaurant would be shuttering its doors at month’s end. He has yet to make any decisions on his future but I do hope to track him down, wherever he lands, the next time I’m in town.

Somebody enjoyed just a little too much champagne.

This morning, we checked out of our hotel (The Intercontinental was fabulous by the way), and took a stroll through the nearby mall where Akemi spotted a Hattendo cream bun stand!

Under normal circumstances, with lunch a mere hour away, I wouldn’t have snacked…but it was Hattendo cream buns! With a seasonal chestnut cream flavor! I took one to go and ate it, surreptitiously, as some Japanese frown upon the consumption of food and drink in public places.

Mission accomplished, we caught the metro to our lunch destination.

Since we were traveling off-hours, I got to ride in the famed Women Only compartment where I sprawled out on a chaise longue and was served a cosmopolitan. The rumors were true!

We disembarked and I consulted this handy map. Then, we were on our way…

We came across this interesting company logo.

And this even more interesting building face.

Finally, after Akemi almost got run over by a rogue cyclist, we found the place, Fujiya 1935, so named because it’s been open since 1935. Its present Chef, Tetsuya Fujiwara, has been running the kitchen for ten years now and has earned the restaurant 3 Michelin stars three years running.

Some of the culinary highlights from our final meal with Akemi’s family on this trip:

A silky sweet butternut squash soup with grape sorbet.

Fluffy fresh-baked chestnut bread topped with whipped ricotta.

Tai (red snapper) sashimi served with a tomato consomme gelee, gingko, basil oil, shiso flowers, olives, and okra flower. Akemi’s favourite dish.

Crisp confit ayu (sweetfish) served with a sauce made of river seaweed.

Pasta with roasted mackerel.

3 month-aged beef served with a raw porcini sauce and accompaniments.

Unfortunately, we had a shinkasen to catch so we missed dessert which, by all accounts, was spectacular. Maybe next year!

Back to Tokyo! We’ll be getting in at around 6:30 p.m. By the time we check in, it’ll be around 7:30. Rather than make a reservation somewhere, we’re planning to hit the basement level of the nearby Mitsukoshi Department store which offers several hundred varieties of delicious dining options, from sushi to pork cutlet sandwiches, steamed buns to pastries.

Finally, if you’re a fan of the Stargate television franchise, you might like to check out this article by long-time Stargate science consultant Mika McKinnon:

http://space.io9.com/cryptography-em...53/+rtgonzalez

Tomorrow, I plan to hit Tsukiji Market for breakfast, peruse Akihabara (Electric Town, Anime Geek Central), and visit my old friends at Ginza’s Pierre Marcolini Cafe, before heading out for our most anticipated meal of this trip: dinner at Esquisse.

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September 16, 2014

Photos: Tokyo street fashion, dinner, Tony the Tiger bags, subway etiquette campaigns, Namja Town, gyoza, Joe Mallozzi, maid, subway warning


Seriously. My vacation is short enough without my misplacing days!

Last night, Akemi and I hit the basement food level of the Mitsukoshi department store where we picked up a variety of tasty treats.

Tokyo street fashion. I gotta get me one of those for Toronto.

Our dinner haul. My favorite was the cutlet and egg sandwich (the round white thing at the top). That gang from Maisen sure know their tonkatsu!

And various desserts including a sweet potato pudding and a chocolate, caramel, and macadamia-studded cake in the shape of a popsicle from Sebastien Bouillet.

I woke up early this morning, hoping to hit the Tsukiji Fish Market for a sushi breakfast but, by the time we were ready to go, we decided it was too late for breakfast – and only slightly too early for lunch. And so, we caught the metro to Ikebukuro where we met Akemi’s sister, Hiromi, and then headed off to Namco Namja Town in the Sunshine City Mall.

These silly Tony the Tiger bags were on display at the Hibiya station – retailing for about 22k a pop! Grrrrrreat for carrying your groceries! Akemi says he looks like he’s had work done on his face.

We passed a display of the various subway etiquette campaigns over the years. Some of the highlights:

Do what exactly? Try to swim through a door?

Apparently, the Japanes are notorious for practicing their golf swings with wet umbrellas.

Yes, at home where your wife and kids can deal with it.

Okay, I’m going to admit I’ve been guilty of this – practicing my ring routine between stops.

Stop neglecting your facial muscles. Pick up this ridiculous contraption!

Finally – Namja Town!

Our first (and, in hindsight, only) stop was Gyoza Stadium, a food park with about a dozen stands each offering numerous gyoza varieties from throughout Japan. Sadly, some of our favorites from our last visit – the garlic gyozas, the kimchee gyozas, and the ash gyozas – were no longer available as they’re apparently always featuring new gyoza artists.

We ended up sampling about 15 different types of gyoza. My favorites were the cheese gyozas and the mentaiko-topped versions.

From there, we headed off to Ice Cream City with its 300+ flavors of ice creams ranging from the bizarre (octopus and curry) to the breathtaking (sake!) – only to discover it no longer existed. Instead, ice cream city and its 300 flavors have been contracted down to a tiny stand and 30 rotating flavors. We settled for a fairly unremarkable trio that included a charcoal ice cream that, while dark, really just tasted like vanilla.

To top things off, I lost the bag holding my sun glasses and the chocolates Hiromi had gifted us. We retraced our steps but came up empty. If we were anywhere else, I would have shrugged and written them off – but this is Japan and I figured chances were good someone probably turned them into the Lost and Found. So we check with information and -

Cha-daa!

A maid drumming up business for her cafe.

Akemia and Hiromi headed off to Shinjuku to do some shopping and I hopped a metro to Akihabara – got turned around – twice – and by the time I finally made it, I was exhausted. A little browsing and I headed back to the hotel to gather my strength for tonight BIG dinner!

Today, I leave you with one more subway warning:

Note the look of sheer terror on the guy’s face. Woman down! He hits the button! The train is coming! And…?! AND…?!!!! Stay tuned! I’m heading back to the station tomorrow to read the final instalment!

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September 17, 2014

Photos: Akemi, dinner at Esquisse, Chef Lionel Beccat, Takahashi-san, Beccat-san, Ogasawara-san, Tsukiji, Ginza at night


No. No! Day #7?!!! It’s almost over! In a matter of days, I’ll be back in Vancouver, scrambling to plan and pack and make my way to Toronto for a seven month stay – one month of advance prep in which we’ll be filling out the director’s schedule, approving designs, hiring DOP’s and editors, start the ball rolling on casting (October), a couple of months of construction on our standing sets (late October through December), prep on our opening two-parter (December), then production itself (early January to May), and the post wrap-up (June-ish?). I suspect time will fly. Paul sent me his first draft of episode #5 the other day, and it’s fabulous. I suggested a few changes (minor) and now look forward to his draft of episode #6 (and Rob and Trevor’s drafts of episodes #7 and #8 respectively). My draft of episode #9, meanwhile, is already done and waiting to follow suit.

Last night, Akemi and I were greatly looking forward to dinner at Esquisse, one of our very favorite restaurants – and, as always, our old friend Chef Beccat mightily impressed. The restaurant holds special significance for us – or, more to the point, its fantastic chef, Lionel Beccat because he was overseeing the kitchen at Michel Troisgros on Akemi and my very first date…five years ago!

Akemi then.

And Akemi now (or, more specifically, last night).

Some of the highlights of our fabulous meal...

Bottled tea: jasmine and green tea.

The ever affable Chef Lionel Beccat.

Plump, creamy oyster with lemon gelee and fermented sake foam.

Cured toro (tuna belly) with tomato gelee.

Grilled grouper with lily root puree.

Spiced lamb with carrot puree.

Sweet corn polenta with sweet corn soup an orange sorbet.

The team: Takahashi-san, Beccat-san, and Ogasawara-san (our “sommelier”, not “the alcoholic” as Akemi mistakenly assumed his title to be).

A tremendous meal. Highly recommended. If you’re uncertain about splurging on dinner, opt for lunch. As Akemi says, it offers “good cost performance.”

This morning, we got up early and hit Tsukiji…

Akemi picks up some bonito.

Zoidberg has fallen on hard times since the cancellation of Futurama.

Wagyu!

For the bear who has everything…

Godzilla vs. Girlfriendzilla!

Tokyo is full of these little shops offering various foodstuffs from dedicated regions of the country.

Akemi and her buddy take break.

Breakingu Bad-o.

And two more terrific meals: sushi at Ichiyanagi and kaiseiki at Uchiyama. Both great places with wonderful, super-friendly customer service.

I leave you with Ginza at night…

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September 18, 2014

Video: Dogs

Photos: Hamburger sushi, the Prada building, d’un Rareté, Moro-san, dinner at Ristorante Hamasaki, Joe Mallozzi


I finally hit the wall. Mark the date and time: September 17th at 7:23 p.m. That is, officially, when I stopped being hungry. Yep, I’m done. At this point, I’m just going to reduce my portions to the point where I can simply wean myself off food.

Today, I met up with my oldest friend from Japan, Moro-san, for a day of strolling, shopping, and – what else? – eating.

We had lunch at L’Osier, one of the city’s most revered French restaurants that reopened last year following a two and a half year renovation. I arrived early and was promptly greeted by the affable maitre d, Lionel, who gave me a rundown of the restaurant’s history and then, when Moro-san arrived, led us on a tour of the place. It is impressive. And so was the meal. For the most part.

To accommodate guests who would like to snap photos of their food, the restaurant can arrange to have the individual dishes snapped in the kitchen and the photos emailed to guests. Or, Lionel kindly offered to borrow my smart phone, pop into the kitchen, and snap the pics himself. I elected to forego the pics on this day but, suffice it to say, they were some of the most artful dishes I’ve ever been served. We enjoyed abalone, lobster, and a chestnut soup starter that was the star of the meal.

I can’t say enough nice things about Lionel. I was less enthusiastic with the rest of the servers who promptly forgot us at one point. Three of them were fawning over the couple at the next table, chatting, pulling their chairs out for them, clearing their tables – while we sat, virtually ignored.

While we were eating, we noticed the waiters wheeling around a candy tray of offerings that would have make Willy Wonka proud. We were looking forward to checking it out at the end of our lunch. Unfortunately, the servers were too busy ingratiating themselves to our neighbors that they never bothered to bring it our way. In fact, even after our fellow diners had left – hell, even after the ENTIRE dining room had cleared out – they STILL didn’t bother to check in on us. If I hadn’t waved someone down and demanded the bill, I’m convinced they would have left us seated through dinner service.

Again, great food. But the service will ensure I won’t be making a return visit.

Between lunch and dinner, we tried to work up an appetite by strolling through Omotesando…

Mmmmm. Hamburger sushi.

The Prada Building. Gorgeous.

Another interesting-looking building.

We stopped off at a tiny basement-level bakery, d’un Rareté, owned and operated by a former co-worker who spent two years in France honing his craft. We picked up a bunch of goodies including some delectable canelés, chocolate brioches, and raspberry-stuffed coronets. When I mentioned our visit to Akemi she insisted I make a return visit – with her this time. Not only did the fresh baked goods look amazing, but she ALSO worked with Adachi-san in her Pierre Marcolini days and remembers him fondly as a sweep and supportive co-worker. So she wants to return the favor and support him in kind. And I’m happy to do so as well, if it means I can grab another chocolate brioche.

GYBE Bldg. B1F, 5-10-1 Jingu-mae, Shibuya-ku, Tokyo

http://www.dune-rarete.com/index.php

Moro-san and I concluded our evening with a very nice dinner at the homey Ristorante Hamasaki.

And then I caught the metro back to the hotel…

Where this little surprise was awaiting me, compliments of sis. A video from home:

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September 19, 2014

Video: Lulu

Photos: Akemi, lunch at Butagumi, dog winter wardrobe, ad, Mecha-gorilla, menu, dinner at Sushiso Masa


Today, we had plans to meet up with our friend, Nihei, for a yakitori lunch but, unfortunately, a last minute meeting derailed those yakitori plans – and sent us to Butagumi, my favorite tonkatsu restaurant, instead!

Tucked away in a little side street in Nishi-Azabu, the rustic restaurant offers varieties of tonkatusu (golden-fried pork cutlets) from all over Japan.

We started with a double order of the San Mi Ni Pork – sweet, salty, umami and crispy, it goes great with rice. I’ve been trying to replicate the recipe at home for years now – to no avail.

We ordered three types of pork. Surprisingly, the tastiest was this Nattoku-Toni pork from GIFU prefecture. I say surprising because it was the leanest cut of our three choices – yet proved equally tender and more flavorful.

The two month aged Himuro-Buta from Gunma (pictured above) and Kashiwa-Gensou Pork from Chiba were also great, all nestled in an exceptionally light panko crusting.

Butagumi: 2-24-9 Nishiazabu, Minato, Tokyo

Passed this interesting sign outside a restaurant. Not sure what it means. Cool down with tempura on hot days?

These cool state-of-the-art public urinals come with manual water flushing systems and soap dispensers! Took me a while to figure them out.

Oh. No. Wait.

In preparation for the cold east coast winter, we also got our dogs some down-filled coats as well.

Then stopped by the baby section of Uniqlo and, for half the price, picked up Jelly a whole new winter wardrobe.

Interesting metro print ad featuring Kyari Pamyu Pamyu.

Mecha-gorilla outside a shop in Daikanyama.

Akemi and her new friend.

I’ll do the cutest thing on the menu, please.

Wow. Small world. It’s nice to know that, despite our cultural differences, we are united in our hatred of obnoxious cyclists.

For dinner tonight, I got a recommendation from a foodie forum and made a reservation at Sushiso Masa. I was expecting a modest, lovely little meal. Instead, we were treated to a mind-blowing feast featuring some 40+ different pieces of fish served in an unbelievable variety of ways. Chef Masa kindly took the time to explain (to us, but really to Akemi who translated for me) the various fish, preparations, and his inspired approaches and philosophy. We had three different sea urchins prepared three different ways, sashimis, nigiris, cookied specialties, arrangements and presentations I’ve never had before.

Some of the visual highlights…

Spectacular. This place has earned its spot into regular rotation alongside Sawada, Esquisse, and L’Effervescence.

Sushiso Masa: 4-1-15 Nishiazabu, Minato-ku, Tokyo

Tonight, I leave you with another video my sister sent me – this one of a snorky Lulu and her toy:

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September 20, 2014

Photos: Department store baby, lunch at Sushi Tsu, d’un rarete


I love Japanese department stores – not only for the quality and scope of their products, their terrific customer service, and their impeccable gift-wrapping, but for the little things. Like the fact that, right around closing time, they always play Auld Lang Syne to let everyone know it’s time to clear out. And, I discovered today, the fact that they play Tear Drops Keep Falling on My Head to inform the staff it’s raining outside and to offer customers plastic bags for their purchases. And, I also discovered today from Akemi who used to work at Takashimaya, that they also have a special theme song they play whenever suspected shoplifters are in the store to warn their employees to be extra vigilant. Akemi can’t remember what, exactly, is played, but I suspect it’s either Take the Money and Run by Steve Miller or the theme from The Fugitive.

Japan has the creepiest department store babies. It’s like an elderly man put on a onesie and crawled into a child seat, just waiting to be noticed.

Our last full day in Japan draws to a close and, tomorrow, we’re Vancouver-bound. I made the most of it by packing in another couple of great meals – and various snacks.

Following last night’s 40+ piece sushi extravaganza, we had a comparatively more restrained – but no less delicious and interesting – lunch at Sushi Tsu in Roppongi. Chef Daisuke Fujinaga, a former private chef to the Chinese President, has sushi preparation down to a science, continuously testing and refining his process to deliver optimum taste, texture, and flavor combinations. I sampled a number of preparations I’ve never tried before and look forward to coming back and trying the dinner menu when Chef really lets loose.

We dropped by Akemi’s favorite chocolate shop, La Maison du Chocolat, for a little snack: two types of chocolate macarons and a pistachio (and chocolate) macaron for me.

Then we tracked down the Only In Japan For A Limited Time Only Kuro Burger – that basically tasted like a slightly saltier, more peppery cheeseburger.

Then we hopped on the metro where I snapped this picture of a print ad for what I believe is a hair removal clinic.

Then back to d’un rarete in Omotesando for some baked goods.

Our haul…

I had a little work to do this afternoon and so, while I was holed-up in my hotel room, Akemi went shopping.

And bought me a pistachio-heavy assortment from Wako.

After distributing various gifts to some of our Tokyo friends (Moro-san at Pierre Marcolini Cafe, the gang at Star Bar, the hotel personnel who coordinated our various outings), we ended the evening with Akem’s sister, Hiromi, and her husband, Hiroshi, at Esquisse where we enjoyed a tremendous (another) tremendous dinner.

And, that’s that. We’ll squeeze in one more lunch tomorrow and then we catch a 5:00 p.m. flight out of Narita that should get us into Vancouver for 10:00 a.m. local time. I plant to sleep through the entire 9 hour flight and reach Canada well-rested and ready for my various conference calls and script reads. Things are about to get real busy, real fast…

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September 21, 2014

Photos: Pocket wifi, matcha, french bulldog


We were standing at the hotel reception, purchasing our tickets for the shuttle bus that would take us to the airport. The middle-aged Caucasian guy beside us was purchasing a ticket of his own. “What’s your room number?”asked the staff member. The guy looked around anxiously, then leaned in conspiratorially and whispered his room number. “And your name?”requested the staff member. A couple of furtive glances left and right, and the guy answered: “I don’t want to say out loud.”

Don’t want to say out loud? Seriously? Had he recently been featured on a repeat telecast of America’s Most Wanted? I edged over to get a peek as he signed his name and – HOLY CRAP – I may have misread but I think it said “Beyonce”!

One of the newest additions to our travel accessories was this handy pocket wifi from Global Advanced Communications. Just go to their website, place an order, give them your dates, and the device will either be waiting for you at the airport upon your arrival or can be delivered to your hotel. I can’t tell you how awesome it was to not have to worry about roaming fees and have continuous web access. Before leaving the hotel, we simply put the devices into the self-addressed, stamped envelope provided, dropped it off at the nearest mailbox, and we were done. Super convenient. Highly recommended for your next trip. http://www.globaladvancedcomm.com/pocketwifi.html

Akemi’s sister, Hiromi, stopped by our hotel room this morning to drop me off a six pack of matcha (ceremonial green tea) of various grades. When we last visited Japan for Hiromi’s wedding, we met a tea grandmaster who swore by the stuff, maintaining he drank seven cups a day to keep himself fit and mentally alert. He looked pretty damn spry for an 80-something year old, so I may want to follow his lead. On the other hand, what do I need to be spry for when I’m 80-something? I imagine that, by then, it’ll be all fine dining and reading.

I was disappointed that we’d gone the entire trip without seeing a pug or french bulldog until we met this porky little fellow on our way back to the hotel after today’s soba lunch. He was a pretty energetic three year old, and just what our Lulu needs – a younger man who can keep up with her.

Since you all mentioned it – yes, I did experience that earthquake the other day. Sort of. We were perusing one of the gift shops at Namco Namja town when Akemi asked: “Feel the earthquake?” “When?”I asked. “Now,”she said. And, sure enough, I did feel it – a low, sustained trembling like a massive convoy rumbling by. It was over in seconds. Good thing too. I was THIS close from shouting “Every man for himself!” before hurtling the baby strollers blocking the exit and making good my flight to freedom.

And, finally, I should mention the fact that Akemi was stalked by a ghost girl on the subway the other day. For some reason, this creepy-looking (maybe 3 or 4 year old) kid just fixated on Akemi and stared at her throughout our ride. She and her mother disembarked at the same station and then, after we thought we’d lost them, she and her mother doubled back and seemed to follow us out the exit and through Roppongi. I thought it was hilarious, but Akemi was unnerved until we seemed to lose the kid for good. But then, as we were walking into the mall (and this Akemi failed to notice and I didn’t want to mention it for fear of creeping her out), a young woman walked past us going the other way and she too gawked at Akemi – and she looked just like a grown-up version of that creepy kid on the subway! When we went to lunch, I advised Akemi to check under her chair – just in case the ghost girl was in hiding underneath, waiting to surprise her.

About to board! See you in Vancouver!