Visited around 11:40. No other customers, had the place to myself. And no staff either! Looking closely, I spotted a staff member smoking in the kitchen. Ordered the 'chochin soba' I'd decided on beforehand. After a few minutes, here came the chochin… chochin? The rice had sesame salt and was tasty. The side dishes were cold. The shrimp tail had a bit of meat on it and was super crispy. But cold. The soba bowl… a big rice bowl? The taste is reliable and comforting. On my way out, I asked why it's called 'chochin.' Apparently the container used to be shaped like a chochin (lantern), but the bowl parts broke and not a single one is left. The chochin vessel is where the name comes from, and it's curious how the name remains even though the vessel is gone.

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Elderly staff handle everything, so when it's busy the food takes quite a while to come out. That said, the soba is very delicious. The curry soba. Recommended.

The shop has no parking lot, but the supermarket across the street has a large one. I visited just after lunchtime and had tempura soba; they fried the tempura after I ordered, so it was piping hot and crispy. The noodles are thin, white sarashina soba.

A no-frills diner, for better or worse. It has a Showa feel and is a place locals feel at home in. It's a soba shop, but not a specialty one, so there's no guarantee of taste or craftsmanship. I think 'ordinary' is the right word.

I splurged a little and ordered the １２５０円 zaru katsu-ju. Taste and portion, even a convenience store bento would be better••• I don't particularly think the customer is king, but the staff's attitude was so bad it made me feel even worse. I'll never go again.