|See that vaguely tan blur at the end of the row? Yeah... that's the halfway point.|
|The Kanji gate, the mark of the Japan pavillion.|
|The reservations check-in desk, at the foot of the stairs.|
|The stairs in question. You're destination is inside that door.|
|The second check-in desk.|
|Zachary (left) and Elizabeth (right) walking down the long, thin hallway to the dining room.|
|First view of the dining room.|
|And the view once we were seated.|
|Kotone, our server. The red "Earning My Ears" ribbon on her name tag indicates that she's still in training.|
|From left to right: Oldest Son, Oldest Daughter, and Dad. Very friendly people, and good conversationalists.|
|Our chef, Tomo. A true culinary badass.|
|Spinning the spatula. That's "Mom" from the friendly family sitting opposite from me.|
|Setting up the sauces.|
|Building the onion volcano.|
|On the far side of the grill: the mushrooms begin grilling.|
Center left: the swordfish steaks. Center right: the udon noodles are completed with the zucchini.
Close: the chicken breasts.
All grilled to perfection.
|At the far side of the grill: the mushrooms.|
In the middle: the onions and zucchini.
At the front: the udon noodles.
|At the far side: the mushrooms being finished.|
Center left: the steak beginning to grill. Center right: the swordfish finishing.
At the front: the chicken breasts near completion.
|My steak-and-chicken meal.|
|Zachary's swordfish. I literally had to rush, and then stop him from eating, in order to get a picture of it.|
|While I was scrambling to get a picture of Zach's swordfish, Elizabeth was busily cleaning her plate. I was lucky to get a picture of what little remained of her pork dish.|
|The green tea flan. Better than it looks.|