Sashimi That Still Moves! Our Favorite Dinner in West Japan

This meal was one of our best memories of West Japan, starting with the initial reservation phone call -- in my broken Japanese -- prior to flying to Hiroshima. Impossibly fresh seafood, extremely friendly chef, ridiculously cheap prices, AND easily accessible by train if you're visiting the UNESCO World Heritage Site of Iwami Ginzan. How good is this?


Food Review: KAMEYA (Nima)
Address: Nima-cho 1415-5, Oda-shi, Shimane Prefecture
Hours: Open for Lunch and Dinner on most days, but best to call ahead at 0854-88-3075
Map: from Google Maps
Directions: Starting from Nima Station, walk north along the road parallel to the train tracks for 500m, then turn right at the main crossroad (Route 235). Kameya is on the right side before the train tracks.


By pure chance we stumbled upon our favorite little eatery in West Japan while researching for dinner options for our 2-night stay at the hotspring town of Yunotsu, one of Japan's least visited World Heritage Sites. As restaurants were nearly non-existent along this sparsely populated stretch of the San'in Coast, I took the leap of faith to call Kameya and book ahead, based solely on unconfirmed reports from a local website.



My conversational Japanese was -- and still is -- a terrible mishmash of short sentences assisted by Japanized English terms, barely enough to communicate our arrival time and choice of Teishoku meal over the phone. Two weeks later we showed up at Chef Ido's one-man operation, luggage in tow and trapped for hours between infrequent trains, to find our Taisho cordially awaiting our arrival, so well-prepared that he had even arranged a special translator for us in the form of a teenage niece.



The Teishoku meal that we pre-ordered was the Ikizukuri, or Live Sashimi ... which meant exactly how it sounded. Within minutes Chef Ido took from his fishtank an beautiful mid-sized fish, pretty enough to be an aquarium exhibit with sparkling scales and dazzling zebra stripes. Somewhere between the cleaning of the fish and the appearance of the appetizer, the chef's niece arrived from her nearby house. (Hello Minori-san!)



Still in her early teens, Minori had to be the most fearless Japanese junior high student I've ever met, in terms of her confidence in speaking with random foreigners in English. This was exactly why Chef Ido brought her along as translator for two clueless Canadians ... and a rare chance to further sharpen her English in a region of Japan that few foreigners visit.

While we're chatting with Minori, Chef Ido went to work and soon produced this fascinating appetizer of regional specialties: Baigai whelk from the rocky coastline, Hotaru-ika (florescent squids) from the fishing boats, and the simmered, velvety rich liver from a mysterious fish to be featured next on our Sashimi plate.



This was by far the most impressive dish of our 16-day trip, an extravagant arrangement of two large conches and four local fish at their absolute peak of freshness, shared between just the two of us.

And the kicker is ... this was just one of many dishes in an impossibly cheap meal of 2500 yen (CAD$29.4) per person.

To give an idea of how gigantic this Sashimi plate was, each conch at the centre was about the size of my palm, and the dish itself was close to a half metre in diameter. This level of lavishness was certainly beyond what we'd usually spend on dinners, especially in large cities where a Sashimi-mori of this colossal size and uncompromised quality would have cost a fortune -- and that's before considering that one of our fish had to be served alive as Ikizukuri.



Featured prominently was the zebra-striped fish that our Taisho took out of the water merely 20 minutes ago, known as Ishidai according to Chef Ido and apparently prized among anglers for its mildly sweet flesh and a chewy texture reminiscent of Japanese seabream. My wife and I were just blissfully chatting with Minori and savoring our Sashimi until I noticed ...



.. the fish's gill cover kept opening and closing in front of our eyes!

What exactly it was breathing I had no idea, as half of its body was neatly plated on the Shiso leaves and the other half was already in our stomachs. My wife wished in retrospect that I hadn't told her, though this had to be unquestionably the freshest Sashimi we've ever had. Period.



This definitely wasn't your standard assortment of Akami tuna, Buri or Katsuo served in most Izakayas in Tokyo or Osaka, but three exotic species of local catches that we had never seen, let alone tasted, anywhere else. These two Yumekasago, or Japanese scorpionfish, were entirely different from the Ishidai with a softer texture yet the same level of absolute freshness ... and without thrashing around on our plate.



Even sweeter in flavor was this odd-looking fish with an angular head, bright orange body and disproportionately large pectoral fins that resembled the wings of a small airplane. According to Chef Ido, this was a locally prized fish in the autumn and winter season with the affable name of Houbou, coined for the loud vibrating sound it made with its swim bladder. As you can see we learned much about Japanese seafood on this evening from our master chef.



Starting with the fascinating array of fishes and gradually working our way towards the succulent Tsubugai conches at the centre of the ginormous platter, we took more than an hour to finish this one epic dish that would probably cost 8000+ yen (CAD$94) in Tokyo, except that we're paying a fraction of the price at this remote fishing port in West Japan.



And that was just the start. Arriving next were four grilled fish in Shioyaki style, two being some sort of rockfish and two being the local autumn specialty of Hatahata (sandfish), all seasoned in nothing but sea salt and expertly broiled to perfection. This was really over the top, in terms of both quantity and quality.

Minori had been translating for us this whole time, bridging our conversation with Chef Ido who shared his joy of living on the San'in Coast, the low cost of living in rural Japan, his cute grandkids in Shanghai, and of course his passions about food. Everyone was having a good time, though I suspected that we were keeping Minori from finishing her daily homework.



While Chef Ido served up these silky smooth bowls of Chawanmushi custard, we chatted more with Minori about the Japanese school year, her experience on a short-term exchange to Australia, and her aspirations to attend university in West Japan and become a professional translator. There is no doubt in our minds that, with some hard work in her upcoming pivotal years of senior high, this intelligent young lady would one day reach that goal.



And while we're having this great conversation with Minori, Chef Ido kept serving up more delicacies such as this family-style Tempura of Squid Tentacles. The amount of food served, at the rock bottom prices that Chef Ido charged, was simply becoming ridiculous.



And don't forget the salad, homemade Tsukemono, and a seriously good Aka-miso soup flavored with a whole fish head. We're talking an 8 course dinner with 8 fish (4 as Sashimi, 4 as Shioyaki) shared between the two of us, plus the conches, squids, Chawan-mushi and Tempura, for an impossible price of 2500 yen (CAD$29.4) per person. I would have gladly paid 6000 yen per head in Tokyo ... and that's without Minori-san's personal translation service!



Two-and-a-half hours were too short for an exceptional dinner with some great memories, of our marvellous Taisho Ido-san and of course Minori-san, who will become a professional translator someday I'm sure. 夢を目指して頑張ってくださいね、みのりさん!



That evening we caught the tiny conductor-less train to the hotspring town of Yunotsu, where we rented a traditional wooden Machiya for two nights as homebase for our day-trip to the UNESCO World Heritage Site of Iwami Ginzan. For the rest of our journey we never encountered Sashimi of this incredible freshness again, and that's a testimony to the skills of Chef Ido and his little shop on the isolated San'in Coast.

Bill for Two Persons

Ikizukuri Teishoku x 2	5000 yen
Bottle of Draft Beer	600 yen
TOTAL	5600 yen (CAD$66)

Izumo beyond its Uber-Famous Shrine

As strange as this may sound, our favorite attraction in Izumo was not the Izumo Taisha, but a majestic and yet defunct train station stuck in the past century.



Like any first-time visitor to the San'in Coast we paid our obligatory visit to the grandmother of all Shinto Shrines, one of the known birthplaces of the Japanese civilization and a designated National Treasure. We're tiptoeing on ground-zero of Japanese creation myths in the ancient land of Izumo, held in distinct reverence in the Japanese psyche for the past millennium.



This was the third day-trip destination from our homebase of Matsue, the first two being the historic town of Kurayoshi and the world famous Japanese garden at Adachi Museum. We checked out of our rented apartment in the morning, took the JR train to Izumo-shi, stashed our bulky luggage (which didn't fit into the standard coin locker) at Ichibata Railway's ticketing office, and hopped on an Ichibata bus which delivered us straight to the closest entrance (i.e. side entrance) to Izumo Taisha.



Despite having visited another one of Japan's so-called Three Great Shrines, I was still taken aback by the palace-like compound with bureaucrats (i.e. Kannushi) dressed in white uniforms, application offices for wedding ceremonies and group visits, and walls to protect the Main Hall from being desecrated by curious tourists. Peek-a-boos over the wooden barriers offered the only glimpse at a brand new thatched roof, last replaced in 2013 as part of the shrine's major renovations every 60 years.



Perhaps it was the inevitable side effect of history and fame, but the Grand Shrine simply felt way too grandiose for our preference, constantly surrounded by megaphone-touting tour operators setting up that mandatory group photo with its iconically ginormous straw rope, thickest in the world and heavier than most pickup trucks. After barely 80 minutes we left Izumo Taisha searching for another centuries-old local tradition that would prove more fulfilling for us.


Food Review: YAKUMO HONTEN (Izumo-shi)
Address: Taishacho Kizukihigashi 276-1, Izumo-shi, Shimane Prefecture
Hours: 09:00-16:00, Closed on Thursdays
Map: from Google Maps
Directions: From the main shrine, exit through the western entrance instead of the main (southern) entrance. Keep following the side street for about 200m towards the main road. Yakumo is on the right hand corner of the main road.


While Izumo is revered by Shintoists as the meeting place of spirits, it is likewise revered by foodies as one of the meccas for Soba, the original Japanese noodles and soul food before the 20th Century importation of Ramen. One of the Soba specialists in town claiming to have served the Japanese royalty was Yakumo Honten, whose head chef had apprenticed at Shiga's 300-year-old Tsuruki Soba, official supplier to the Emperor.



What put Izumo on the map for Soba enthusiasts is the regional specialty of Warigo Soba, a colorful variant of chilled Soba in which the noodles are served in a series of lacquered bowls stacked on top of one another, with the Tsuyu sauce directly poured into the first bowl and the leftover transferred to subsequent bowls.



The two of us shared a stack of five Warigo with a deliberate sequence of toppings: light-tasting grated yam in the first bowl, a raw egg in the second, crunchy Tempura bits in the third, flavorsome Katsuobushi in the fourth, and palate-cleansing grated Daikon in the final bowl, all served with seaweed, spicy Momiji-oroshi and green scallions.



Chilled Soba always calls for the essential pairing of a good Tempura Mori, served here at the slightly inflated price of 1200 yen. While premium ingredients such as prawns and a Kisu fillet were included to justify the price, my personal favorites were leafy vegetables such as Shiso and Yakinori, along with the Shishito pepper.



Aside from Warigo Soba we sampled another local specialty of Agonoyaki, a tube-shaped Kamaboko made out of flying fish from local fishing ports, with a much chewier texture compared with your typical supermarket Chikuwa.



I could not resist one final bowl of local Shijimi clam soup prior to leaving Lake Shinji behind. That afternoon we would depart from the flatlands of Izumo and venture into neighboring Iwami, better known for rockfishes reeled in from its craggy coastline.

Bill for Two Persons

5-Shiki Warigo Soba	1640 yen
Tempura Mori	1200 yen
Agonoyaki	650 yen
Miso Soup with Shijimi Clams	250 yen
TOTAL	3740 yen (CAD$44)

Whereas Izumo Taisha was the main attraction for domestic Japanese tourists, even more fascinating for me was the Museum of Ancient Izumo, one of very rare museums in Japan tackling the touchy subject of the origins of Japanese civilization ... particularly its intimate ties with the advanced cultures of Continental Asia 2000 years ago. Greeting visitors at the foyer were three unearthed gigantic cedar stumps which formed ...



... one of the main pillars from a 12th century incarnation of Izumo Taisha, 48m in height and certainly one of the most impressive wooden structures of the medieval world. Shanxi's 1000-year-old Yingxian Pagoda might have been taller (67m) in comparison, but this would have looked magical with a whole shrine perched on top of 12-storeys tall cedars.



Even more impressive was the entire wall of bronze swords unearthed in Izumo, testimonies to the most advanced civilization in 3rd century Japan before the rise of centralized power at the Yamato courts in modern day Kansai. For those who have visited bronze age sites on the Asian mainland such as the Terracotta Warriors in Xi'an, the collection of bronze ceremonial bells here, merely 300km off the Korean shoreline, should look very familiar.



And this inevitably leads to questions about the birth of Japanese culture and Korean influences, highly delicate subjects amidst decades of animosity between Japanese and Korean governments. That said, local folks in Shimane seem much more accepting compared with Tokyoites of cultural exchanges with their western neighbour, one man even boasting to me about visiting Seoul more than 30 times due to the convenience of short flights from Izumo Airport. Apparently Izumo still remains Japan's gateway to Continental Asia, 1800 years after the bronze bells.



The shrine was nice, the museum was better, but our day-trip would have been slightly underwhelming without this one final sight, much more hands-on and therefore more enjoyable to us than the Grand Shrine itself. Within a seemingly unremarkable residential area south of the shrine stands possibly the most beautiful train station anywhere in Japan ... except that the last train had departed a quarter century ago.



Architecturally exquisite enough for a classy Ryokan or a hotspring bathhouse, the defunct Taisha Station once served as the important terminus for trains from all corners of Japan transporting Shinto pilgrims to the Grand Shrine. In its heyday chartered trains for schools and private companies would call alongside express sleepers sprinting directly from Tokyo, all converging at this stunning building now designated as national heritage.



Archaic hand-operated ticket machines, VIP waiting rooms in elegant dark wood, meticulous details such as logos of train wheels on traditional Onigawara roof tiles -- unsuspecting visitors are transported back to the good old days of Emperor Taisho, before the Great Depression and subsequent years of war and suffering.



Posted next to the tourist info booth and ticket windows was a hand-scribbled table for ticket prices left behind when the station was decommissioned in 1990, when a slow train to Tokyo would set you back 11200 yen, surprisingly current compared with 11900 yen in 2017. That's a powerful illustration for anyone wishing to understand the reality of Japanese economic stagnation over a quarter century.



According to the final timetable, Taisha Station was respectably busy even at the time of decommissioning with 15 trains a day connecting to Izumo-shi and beyond. All that remains now is one pre-WWII D51 steam locomotive left to decay at Platform 2, to be explored at the visitor's own risk.



Pilgrims back in the day would be greeted by a listing of every major Ryokan with their prehistoric 5-digit phone numbers, surely a lifesaver for first timers unaware that the Grand Shrine was a 25 minute walk away. Today's visitors would arrive much closer at Izumo Taisha-mae Station of the quaint little Ichibata Railway, which has so far staved off extinction as a community-owned railroad.



We came across only 6 visitors -- all Japanese -- in 45 minutes at the old Taisha Station. By 15:10 we were on a bus back to Izumo-shi to pick up our luggage and take the next local train down the San'in Coast. We would spend the next two nights at the UNESCO World Heritage hotspring town of Yunotsu, but not before stopping for what turned out to be our best meal in West Japan.

Most Beautiful Japanese Garden in the World - Adachi Museum

Adachi Museum needs little introduction. Rated 3-stars by the Michelin Guide, perennially named the world's best Japanese garden by experts at the Journal of Japanese Gardening, and simply one of the premier attractions on the San'in Coast. Its worthiness for a day-trip was beyond question to us, but reaching this remote destination did take some planning.



First off we're on the San'in Coast, one of the regions of Japan least visited by foreigners. We settled into our homebase at the seafood capital of Matsue and visited Adachi Museum as a day-trip along with picturesque Kurayoshi. Another option would be to skip Kurayoshi and pick Sakaiminato for the combined day-trip, but that would be better suited for Anime fans.



So we visited Kurayoshi in the morning and arrived at the closest station of Yasugi by mid afternoon. From Yasugi Station the museum operates a free shuttle roughly every 30 minutes, taking 15-20 minutes to arrive at the museum. The shuttle bus was a 20-seater and full capacity was not inconceivable during peak season, which led to our Plan B, a community shuttle (known as the Yellow Bus; schedule available on the Japanese side of Adachi Museum's website) that ran less frequently.



The first thing we did upon arrival, even before buying a ticket, was to snatch up reservation cards for the coveted seats on the return bus! We took our spots on the second last bus at 16:45, though in retrospect I would have loved that extra 30 minutes offered by the final bus.



Remember to bring your passport as foreigners get 50% off the steep 2300 yen admission! Apparently so few non-Japanese discover this region that the government is subsidizing the tourism industry to bring in more visitors. The discount of 1150 yen is so ridiculous that the museum doesn't even advertise it on their website, though most foreigners making it this far already know.



Once inside the museum nothing could take our eyes offs its legendary garden beyond the glass windows, some of which could be opened for that perfect shot. The corridor would circled the entire first floor, offering a slightly different view of the garden every few steps. 60 minutes on this floor was not enough for me.



I'm usually NOT a fan of art museums -- most paintings put me to sleep, I'm sorry to say. But here I actually wished for more time inside an art museum, perhaps for the first time ever. There was something about the impeccable composition of Yokoyama Taikan and Sakakibara Shiho that really connected to me. Besides an entire room devoted to Yokoyama Taikan, another highlight for me was the exquisite collection of traditional houseware and furniture pieces. The only possible gripe was that no photos were allowed in the exhibition halls.



And of course, no venturing into the meticulously manicured gardens aside from this small courtyard on the backside of the museum. Otherwise the garden wouldn't have been so immaculate with my presence.



For an unhurried hour to fully appreciate the beauty of this living picture frame, the museum cafe offers front row seats for the premium of 1000 yen, with choices of Espressos or Matcha Lattes. Lunches of Wagyu Beef Curry could be had for a reasonable 1200 yen, though that would be served at a side restaurant without the prime panoramic view.



Expect crowds! We waded through the corridors alongside hundreds of Japanese tourists, mostly arriving on organized tours from Kansai and some from as faraway as Tohoku. At the end of our 90 minutes we took the shuttle bus back to Yasugi Station, where a quick 20 minutes on the Express Train brought us back to Matsue for a seasonal dinner of Matsuba-gani crabs.



In retrospect we should have spent more than just 90 minutes at one of my favorite museums anywhere, perhaps even a half day, to properly appreciate both the garden AND the exhibits. A morning visit and lunch at the museum, moving to Kurayoshi in the afternoon and a dinner of Ramen in Beef Bone Broth before returning to Matsue would have been optimal ... but then we would have missed our snow crab dinner!