You are a wearied traveler wandering the through the countryside. Something caught your eye running up the dirt path just ahead. Was that a cat? The path narrows to almost nothing at the next turn. Motion - that was a cat. You press on, pushing away the branches that close in around your face. Up ahead there is a small homestead. The cat is sitting at the gate. Did it just wave you in? The cat turns and walks into the garden.
Through the chumon gate you enter the chaniwa garden. The smell of freshly manicured plants draws you into the peace of the gurgling stream that flows down a short waterfall into a koi pond. A man notices that you have entered the chaniwa. He nods, puts down his shears in front of the ancient bosai, and disappears into the wood shingled tea house. You follow.
It takes a few moments for your eyes to adjust to the dim light of the stone lanterns. Music from the koto played in the corner lifts your spirit and soothes your soul. Soon you notice details of the room. Colorful red, black, and gold sliding paper doors lead to tatami rooms for more formal dining. In the main hall, you take your seat on the white futon in front of the low table. Soon the man is back with a bowl of hot soothing green tea, and an o-shibori.
"Konnichiwa. I am Skrobichimu. How can I serve you? To drink we have tea, sake, biiru, and if you need something stronger - shochu. To fill your belly we have plenty of tasty dishes: sashimi, miso, tofu, onigiri, and of course a variety of sushi - just to name a few. These lonely roads are becoming more traveled - strangers with new yellow fruits. It seems that business will be picking up. Stay for a drink, or a meal. For longer stays there are bed rolls and baths in the ryokan."
The cat brushes up against your leg. Did it smile? You do as you notice the other travelers that have been led to this place. The cat disappears through the garden and back down the path.
*menu found here:
*And by popular demand The Geishas
Through the chumon gate you enter the chaniwa garden. The smell of freshly manicured plants draws you into the peace of the gurgling stream that flows down a short waterfall into a koi pond. A man notices that you have entered the chaniwa. He nods, puts down his shears in front of the ancient bosai, and disappears into the wood shingled tea house. You follow.
It takes a few moments for your eyes to adjust to the dim light of the stone lanterns. Music from the koto played in the corner lifts your spirit and soothes your soul. Soon you notice details of the room. Colorful red, black, and gold sliding paper doors lead to tatami rooms for more formal dining. In the main hall, you take your seat on the white futon in front of the low table. Soon the man is back with a bowl of hot soothing green tea, and an o-shibori.
"Konnichiwa. I am Skrobichimu. How can I serve you? To drink we have tea, sake, biiru, and if you need something stronger - shochu. To fill your belly we have plenty of tasty dishes: sashimi, miso, tofu, onigiri, and of course a variety of sushi - just to name a few. These lonely roads are becoming more traveled - strangers with new yellow fruits. It seems that business will be picking up. Stay for a drink, or a meal. For longer stays there are bed rolls and baths in the ryokan."
The cat brushes up against your leg. Did it smile? You do as you notice the other travelers that have been led to this place. The cat disappears through the garden and back down the path.
*menu found here:
*And by popular demand The Geishas
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