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Then, I’m walking down Kōen-dōri, and I spot this little food stall. You know, the kind that smells like heaven? I’m like, “Yesss, give me all the takoyaki!” But the lady behind the counter? She’s got a serious case of the grumps. I’m trying to be all friendly, and she just glares at me. Like, chill, lady! I’m just here for the food!

The Lost San Mateo Japantown and its beloved Takahashi Market