My good pal Nori was gracious enough to pick us up from Narita and deal with our tired ramblings for the two hour drive (We have been up for 24 hours at this point, Jay could not stop singing “Tamago, that’s where I want to go”).
He asked if we were hungry and we said yes. Jay wanted curry. So, we went to Denny’s.
Our first dining experience in Japan was Denny’s and if that isn’t the life then I don’t know what is.