Paul Rossman

What do I eat tonight? Sushi? How about curry – Japanese or Indian? Cute, little “I could die from asphyxiation” Fugu? Maybe some French moules frites? How about American hamburgers with Champaign in a place where I’ll have stand and eat below crystal chandeliers? Yakitori from a street vendor? So many choices. So little time… and 34″ pants that don’t expand at the waist line.

I’ve enjoyed this week what I’d consider some of my most memorable meals. It’s all bitter sweet in a way; I return back home next week.

Ok… so I should have taken the picture before I started eating! This shop is right around the block from my apartment.

The shop is located here.

Apparently I’m not the only one obsessed taking pictures of Tokyoites waiting patiently for some glazed goodness.

As I was exiting the JR Shinjuku station Wednesday night I spotted someone carrying what looked like a Krispy Kreme box. Since I was leaving the Narita Express platform I figured that it was just another arriving passenger bringing back to Japan a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts. Nope. Turns out that Shinjuku is home to the very first Krispy Kreme store here in Japan. Since Wednesday there has been a continuous line of people waiting to try a doughnut.