Sushi and Soho
On a trip to Japan my travel buddy and I had found a place that looked like a decent eatery and walked in. Only to be directed to a machine hanging from the wall. It had a lot of buttons with little stickers printed next to them. Of course all in Japanese. Luckily they also had a display outside with plastic versions of the different dishes they were serving there, looking all extremely similar.
A friendly couple that barely spoke English helped us figure out what type of meat we could chose from. Learning all those animal sounds when I was 3 years old finally paid off!! We copied the characters for chicken onto a little piece of paper and headed back to the machine to compare to the stickers. I'm not quite sure if it was indeed chicken I ended up with, but it was tasty anyways.
So yes, I love Japanese food and find myself drawn to the Japanese restaurants and supermarkets on Brewer Street in Soho many a lunch time. And I can order my food here in English. Yet, somehow that infamous chicken dish on my trip to Tokyo has never been equaled. I guess when you have to work that hard to order something, it just tastes better.