Juha Coffee, Nishiogikubo, Japan

I've been back for less than three weeks from my recent spring holiday in Japan but I'm already aching to go back already. We spent a bit of time wandering around the suburbs that my mum lived in when she was a child – Nishiogikubo – laneways lined with old ramen resaturants, cosy cafes, quirky little shops.

Nishiogikubo
 
 
 
 
In the afternoon we stopped at a tiny door of a tiny cafe. Inside it was cosy and charming, jazz music played and postcards laid out on the counter. The friendly and chatty barista brought us blankets to warm up our laps as we perused their handwritten menus with polaroid photos of the menu. A cup of hot alcohol Irish coffee warmed my uncle right through to his bones while I had a cup of mild coffee. A plate of light and moist apple cake with a dollop of fresh cream and a baked American cheesecake – a perfect way to end the afternoon.
Juha Coffee
 
 
Juha Romance Music
 
Cream jug is WAYYYY TOOOO CUTTTEEEE
 
Irish Coffee
 
Apple cake
 
American Cheesecake
 
Though the neighbourhood has changed so much since my mum was 7…it was really nice to wander through the streets listening to her and my uncles stories of their past ๐Ÿ™‚