When we arrived in front of Nonbe Daigaku on a rainy Saturday evening (Hello Brussels!), I was a bit hesitant whether this was really the place that looked so nice on the pictures I had previously seen. There was a big phone number made from red tape, glued to the window, a not too inviting entrance door and a quite worn-down facade.

Twice to three times a year I am visiting the city, in which I partly grew up and went to school. Back then, I wasn’t interested as much in food and restaurants as I am now, but I always enjoyed getting to know new places around town. However, during these times there weren’t a lot of places to explore; a few coffee chains (OMG, a Starbucks opened!!), food chains and other small restaurants that were pretty good, but existed already for ages; which was good – I am a fan of traditional places that haven’t changed over the last 50 years, but there were no new culinary things to explore...