Okay, so this is an amazing story. Dave & I decided we wanted to try the little restaurant right in front of my apartment -- during the day it's a fish market (you can buy cooked & uncooked fish, sashimi, & bentos) run by an older couple, & at night it looked like it was a little bar that was pretty much always bustling.
We decided to check it out one night, so we went down there & asked if they were open, & a friendly-looking guy apologized & said that that night they weren't. We moved on & got food somewhere else. When we got home, there were some flyers posted on the windows of the little shop -- 3 on the side facing the street, & more on the side with the entrance (which faces the little walkway up to the entrance of my apartment). This is what they said:

I was totally flabbergasted. My initial thought was, "This can't be for me." Then I realized that whoever wrote it (clearly the guy in the shop) went to all the trouble of writing it in English; it HAD to be for me (& Dave). So we went upstairs & put our stuff down & went back downstairs & stepped in.
As soon as we did, 2 of the 4 people sitting at the bar (there's room for maybe 8?) gasped with delight & said "She came!" (in Japanese). & so, I made some friends! Apparently, Mimu (the guy who runs the shop) had been up drinking till like 7am & so he wasn't planning to open shop (understandably), but he wanted to meet us so he decided to 頑張って (ganbatte - work hard). He had called an English-speaking friend & asked him what to write!
The girl sitting to our right was introduced as Midori, & when we realized she was holding markers, I asked if she'd drawn the pictures on the signs & she said yes. She's a friend of Mimu's; they both went to Doshisha's middle school. The guy sitting to her right was introduced as Kazu. I thought he looked kind of familiar, & for good reason -- he lives a floor above me & has the room next to Jan. We'd seen him from time to time (that is, me & Jan), taking his bike in & out of the elevator. He had been the one to post all of the signs.
That night Dave & I just had a beer each, but the next night we went back & ate there -- sashimi & some different kinds of cooked fish, & it was really delicious.
It was really amazing. I couldn't believe anyone would go to all that trouble just to welcome a customer into their shop (well, I guess Dave's hair makes it a little less than shocking...). But now I've made those friends (Midori & Kazu are regular customers), I can go down there anytime, even by myself. & I have, any number of times. One night when I was sick, I went down & just asked Mimu to make me a plate of some stuff to bring back up to my room & eat.
About half an hour ago, I was trying to figure out how to eat this べったら (bettara; a kind of tsukemono) that I'd gotten:
Bettara-zuke is a kind of pickled vegetables, which is made by salt-curing daikon radish and pickling washed and dried daikon in amixture of koji & rice malt, sugar and mirin.
From Tokyo Tourism Info.
( Picture. )I'd tried it at some tsukemono (pickle) shops before & liked it so I bought some, but when I went to open it just now I realized it was immersed in this sticky gel-like stuff, & I wasn't sure if I was supposed to eat it like that (which I didn't remember doing in the store), or if there was something wrong with it (which didn't seem right, either, because all of the ones in the store looked like that).
I decided, I'll never figure it out on my own, so I took it downstairs & went into Mimu's shop (full of customers) & asked him how the heck to eat this thing. He told me to rinse it & then cut & eat; I thanked him & said good night. As I was leaving I heard a customer ask what that was about, & he laughed & replied I just had no idea how to eat it. He probably told them I'm a Doshisha international student, because he tells everyone that when I go in there. :)
When it's time for me to leave for home I'm going to give him a gift, because he's been so so so nice to me. It's so wonderful to have someone so easily accessible at night for help with things like that. He didn't even mind that I didn't order anything.
Anyway, I didn't mean to ramble about this, but it's something that's really touched my heart since being here & it makes me so so so happy that I got placed in this apartment.