I was dying from exhaustion due to jet lag,
but it was the last dinner ever at Kajitsu in its regular location.
They were moving to Murray Hill in March.
I really just wanted to sleep,
but we drove down to the East Village for dinner at 9 p.m.
and we ate a most satisfying meal.
Jon got the Hana menu.
I got the Kaze.
It was just like the good old days when we went there monthly.
Hopefully when they reopen in Murray Hill
it will be just as delicious.
I'm glad I suffered through my exhaustion
and ate something delicious
in a wonderful little basement restaurant
that felt like home and like being on vacation in Japan.