As the meal draws to a close. I couldn’t help but express to him that his documentary was so riveting I made a reservation right away, and I committed on going even when my schedule only allotted me two days in Tokyo. Through Miki’s help, as he heard my words of admiration, he laughed humbly, almost embarrassed about it all as he waved his hand and shook his head. Then he simply asked: “Would you like to take a photo with me?” I’ve always avoided taking pictures with famous people, as I’ve always attributed that behavior as pointless act of self assurance. Then again, I thought, taking pictures with my role model means different. This is my first picture with a famous person.
Miki’s daughter turns four this year, and I finally managed to take out a weekend to visit the family. Also. I’ve been wanting to meet sushi Master Jiro Ono. The film Jiro dreams of sushi made a such an impression on me that I made bookings a month in advance, I have never booked anything that early ahead.
Coming from an art school, and having worked as an art director for 8 years, I thought I knew the meaning of perfection, and what it takes. Jiro’s story have made me realize I haven’t even scratched the surface of it yet. His story also beautifully illustrated his world, and to some degree, the Japanese culture. Respect, attention to detail, work ethic, and many many things. For me, it was one of those life changing stories.
Eating at his restaurant was surreal. It’s a small space, he didn’t talk at all, along with his son, and two helpers, they just concentrated fully. Yes, it was the best sushi I’ve ever had, yes, it was very obvious even to someone like me who has very average senses.