The Simple Complexity of Midnight Diner: Tokyo Stories.
A Netflix hidden gem…
December 2019. The holidays. It was normally our favorite time of the year, my husband and I, but not this year. This season we were under an extreme amount of stress and there was no time or energy to celebrate. We had just sold our home but not yet closed on our new house so we were essentially homeless, our things packed away in storage, living bare minimum in a small rental with two cats. There was only one thing that kept our sanity, one solace to our hectic evenings- The Netflix series, Midnight Diner: Tokyo Stories. For those who haven’t seen or heard of it, it’s a simple premise. “The Master” owns a diner which is only open from midnight to 7 am. He only offers one thing on the menu, but if he has the ingredients, he will make anything the customer wants. Initially, I was most intrigued by the atmosphere. I had traveled to Tokyo twice before and had been instantly dazzled by the city. It is a true blend of high-tech and fast pace, with centuries of preserved history and culture. This series was a welcome reminder of the amazing time I had spent in the city. But instead of taking place in the hustle and bustle of Tokyo proper, the Master’s small diner is hidden in one of those countless dark alleyways, probably impossible to find if you weren’t a local. It is a simple place, filled with pieces of mismatched furniture and…
