Photographs from a small group of islands
Japanese street food is pretty damn good to begin with, and it undoubtedly plays a big part in the popularity of festivals and other public gatherings, but if this fella’s food contains as much taste as his face does character.
Then it won’t just be damn good.
But utterly delicious.
Possibly a last hurrah, even a bangers and beer banzai, for what could well be the last barbecue of the year. Or at least the last one when the sun is still strong enough to comfortably warm all the surrounding concrete.
For even the most dedicated or over-indulgent of eaters, each of Tokyo’s numerous cities offer so many restaurants that a lifetime of dining out probably wouldn’t even begin to dent the sheer number of delicacies on offer. A staggering array of options that not only vary wildly in both cost and contents, but also in regards sophistication and surroundings. And needless to say this already vast selection is multiplied into unimaginable numbers when there’s even the merest of mentions of the whole metropolis.
Yet if one has only a minute or two to wolf down some food, or much worse no money, then eating out in Tokyo can take on a very different interpretation.
On a surprisingly warm day when one is feeling a little weary, what could be better than a well-earned rest and a wonderfully relaxing beer?
With his rosy little cheeks and large smile, Anpanman (アンパンマン) is a firm favourite of many Japanese children — the sweet bean and bread-based character’s incredibly jolly countenance making him decidedly different from some of his main rivals, such as a certain expressionless cat for example, or that much-acclaimed but surely malevolent old mouse.
And yet even sweetness on several levels it seems still wasn’t enough to stop some callous kid unceremoniously dumping this Anpanman adorned cycle.
Leaving the poor little fella looking strangely forlorn — even lost.
