Tonight and next Monday night, two episodes in a row of some of the purest, hardest, straight-to-the-action, food porn we've ever done on NO RESERVATIONS. And there are no better places on earth to get right to the heart of the good stuff than Japan and Spain.
There are, on reflection, some similarities between the two destinations: in both cultures, the very best ingredients, presented in all their unadorned, un-fussed with, pristine simplicity, are celebrated and enjoyed with great enthusiasm. The cult of jamon in Spain, for instance, bears some resemblance to the Japanese obsession with the very best tuna. Neither culture requires additional ingredients or garnish to get the point. I love seeing what happens to Western chefs after visiting Japan for the first time. A very fine Italian chef friend of mine returned typically traumatized by what he'd seen and experienced. Weeks later, he still had that uniquely blissed out, confused, sort of hangdog look on his face -- an expression I can only compare to what happens after you've had the first really, really good sex of your life. It's a look that says, "I thought I knew a few things. But apparently I don't." It's devastating. The kind of earth-shakingly wonderful -- yet deeply upsetting event about which great romance novels are written (most, sadly, tragedies). Travel forces you to re-define the meanings of words you thought you knew. Just as watching the lives of rice farmers in Vietnam causes you to adjust your understanding of the word "work", and exposure to hutment dwellers in India requires a reexamination of the word "hunger" , you can never return from Japan and hear the word "sushi" in the same way. Utility sushi is suddenly, no longer enough. You will be at least dimly aware that there's "rice" and then there's a universe of unknowable varieties and subtly different grades and preparations -- about which neither you nor I have enough time left to learn enough about to even fake a conversation with a skilled sushi chef.
When, for a few days, or hours, your mouth comes to know the taste and feel of fish for which the proprietor paid $300 to $400 wholesale ... when you wrap two fingers -- gently -- around slightly warm, crumbly/soft rice -- over which a perfectly cut, slightly dressed piece of mackerel served at just the right temperature has been lovingly draped ... when you realize the old man in front of you has spent fifty or more YEARS just getting these seemingly simple things right, you enter a whole new dimension of food appreciation.
Yakitori: Bits of chicken on a stick are no longer a snack -- but the expression of centuries of thinking about pleasure.
Soba: A noodle is no longer just a noodle. The world turns on its axis -- and plain old vanilla food porn is no longer enough. Tonight, at Sukibayashi Jiro, you will see what is inarguably, some of the very best sushi available on the planet. And no one -- not the nerdiest of food nerds -- can argue that Jiro-san himself, is not among its greatest living practitioners.
I will spare you additional details, giving you time, I hope, to pour yourself a stiff drink, situate yourself comfortably on the couch, position a bucket of ice water nearby, and strap on some extra absorbent adult diapers to avoid embarrassing emissions. Foodies with heart conditions should probably medicate themselves appropriately. The Spain episode that follows next week will only make matters worse. Food bloggers will surely be caused to bleed unexpectedly and inexplicably from various orifices, a fine mist of brain matter and steam issuing from the ears.
A seemingly straightforward scene at "Espinaler" near Barcelona, where we crack open some cans of mussels, cockles and razor clams will cause, I'm quite certain, heads to explode across the internet, leaving only smoldering stumps. The gurgling pipe-loads of dark, African chocolate rumbling beneath the floor of Enric Rovira's workshop, when spread across marble, will no doubt initiate many newcomers watching with that special someone -- to the experience of rolling over into the wet spot. By the time the Extebarri scene rolls around, and the Imperial beluga caviar and the prawns and the freshly made, uncured chorizo and the just-killed baby eels start grilling over their individual fires of hand made charcoals, few will be left alive, I fear, to appreciate the Arzak scene.
You have been warned.
Best episodes ever...Tony and his bro. How cool was that? Love the segment where you guys were kicking back along some alley watching those drummers, sharing a few glasses of Street-Style Pruno of sorts. Love your shows, and a big fan indeed. Thank-you.
On another note, living in NYC, I have yet to go to Les Halles to experience your cuisine (though I know it's no longer you cooking) but it is on our list!
Am I missing something because I don't like Japanese food? I lived in Japan for a few months and was never satisfied at the end of a meal. Spanish food on the other hand is breathtaking.
Writing from Japan, just witnessed your show for the first time. I watched in memory of my fantastic times during your fabulous episode filmed in Singapore. I about fell over with your glamor-shot esque 'coffee in a bag' pose; nicely done. Still to this day, or as it seems, the crossroads of the spice trade - fluorescent lights adjacent to the busy streets will continue to be the calling to food lovers like us. A nicely done, spot-on episode; smut in taste was definitely the experience. Still striving for the same feeling here.
This is the best pron ever.Tony's mixture of cigarettes, alchol and his layed back attitude makes No Reservation one of the best show on air.
Thanks
i got back from tokyo and kyoto some months back (head still spinning), and with my whole heart, i agree, the japanese concept of food is so incredibly refined, in the most obvious and simple way, that it begins to resemble some sort of national cult or religion for which the highest sin would be so serve sub-par ingredients with no care or love at all. never have i've entered a situation where even the supermarket is arranged in such an encyclopedic fashion that it feels like a quick course in understanding the joyful madness that is japanese cuisine...and then there's the famous 'chefs choice' ( i already forget the word...sad) which is such an act of faith on the visitors part that when done well, surpasses any and all miracles prompted by prayer. thanks for your lovely and insightful passage.
-sofia
I realize I'm a few months late Tony but I just finally caught the Japan episode thanks to my trust DVR which finally decided to start taping your shows correctly so that I'm not cursing at it at one in the morning when I get home.
I have to say this is without a doubt my hands down favorite episode I've seen of yours as it deals with not only my love of all things Japanese, but that of a more simplified life. A quieter more introspective existence that I long for in my techno-filled to and from life. Thank you for this episode. I've watched it three times now and am more than happy I have.
i haven't seen the shows (i hardly ever watch tv but saw the Paris show and enjoyed it), but i have lived in Japan for over 10 years. Food here, from any country, never gets dull. I would be interested to see Anthony's take on the real Japanse working class food, unadon, katsudon, edamame, onigiri, barbecued sazae, and the full array of a local izekaya menu.
But then, you could mnake a whole series of shows about the food in Japan.
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I hope u know and I'm sure u do...your warnings are just red cape to a Bull. Except ending with your huevos for the world to enjoy....
rachel ray just applied for a job at nasa. she will be the first to bring the aliens popcorn langostino lobsters.
sorry yall
that is just the way it is
FOREVER (HAH HA HA HA H AHHAHA HAH)
thanksss..
It looks slightly British in the way it has been filmed, and I think it works. Thanks for going to Tokyo and showing us some of the best -- I taught there for a year and just fell in love with that glorious place. Can't wait for the baby eels in Spain!
Each country - Spain and Japan - have their won strenths in their food and culture. One is more close to the European style (western) and the other oriental (asian).
Quick follow-up question: Can you please confirm which one is more cost effective - Japan or Spain - in terms of food and living? Thanks.
Quick follow-up question - Can you please recommend which one is more cost effective - Spain or Japan - in terms of food expenses and cost of living?
Still to this day, or as it seems, the crossroads of the spice trade - fluorescent lights adjacent to the busy streets will continue to be the calling to food lovers like us.
Adult diapers duly purchased.
Each country - Spain and Japan - have their won strenths in their food and culture. One is more close to the European style (western) and the other oriental (asian).
yes,it's true, and japan is more and more of Western PPl style in some way