Face it… You’re cheap and you’re an S.O.B.

And, you’re alright with that.

Otsukare, Amigo! The big day is finally here. Payday. You’ve been waiting for it for over a week and a half now, since the evening you realized you needed to borrow an ichi-man-yen bill from your drinking buddy to carry you through to this glorious afternoon. Over the past ten days you’ve lived on nothing but instant ramen and rice. Even furikake was a luxury for you during this dark period. But, you made it through.

So, what do you do first, now that the day of dreams is at hand? Pay your friend back, right? Hell no. You’ve got a fistful of yen in one hand and your keitai with suspended service in the other. You’ve got good times on your mind and moral responsibility will not get in the way of that for you, my friend. Your first task is to get down to Softbank and pay your past-due bill and your second is to send out a mass e-mail letting all your booze buds know that tonight, it’s beer and beef or die. That’s right, you devil; It’s yakiniku time.

So, where do you go to stuff your gut with meat and sling back a gallon of brew? Well, you’ve been thinking lately that it’s time to make a budget and stick to it, so Gyu-Kaku has become a luxury for you, my friend. So, then what? One of those cheap all-you-can-eat places in Kabuki-cho where the grills are too small and the heat is so low that you end up with a bellyful of uncooked meat and a bad case of the green apple two-step the next day? No way; those days are over for you, good sir. So, the solution is simple: An An.

You’re going to An An (安安) for all the right reasons: ￥290 nama biiru (not happoshu, either - we’re talking Asahi Super Dry, the Coors of Japanese beers), ￥290 kalbi, ￥290 roast, ￥390 harami, and the list goes on. And, since you’re sick of 90-minute or 2-hour time limits, An An is right up your alley; no time limits there, my meat-loving buddy; just beef and beer o’ plenty.

Yes, friend, you’re living abroad and making the most of your experience. And, in the process, you’re becoming a respectable world citizen. You’re a true renaissance man and some day you’ll write a book about your adventures in the land of the rising sun. So, here’s to you, good sir. You’ve proven to everyone that you can survive in the urban jungle that is Tokyo. And for that, we salute you.

An An Restaurant Location Page

Originally posted at The Pokerist

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