Loud, Crowded, Grease-Stained, and Gloriously Drunk: Where the World Eats After Hours
"Turn any direction in Dōtonbori, the throbbing neon heart of Osaka’s nightlife district, and you’re beset by the siren songs of street food... and make your way to the comparatively sedate red-on-yellow façade of Creo-ru. (The row of red paper lanterns and long line of locals are your markers, and the later the hour, the deeper the queue.)"
