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Whether you believe in fate, luck, or happy coincidence it matters not, because something’s are simply meant to be. And none is truer of the series of events that brought me to Kyoto Yamagishi’s door earlier this week (July ‘25).
Following a tour of Kyoto’s scenic and serene North East I soon found myself in search of a place to dine. After wandering aimlessly and arriving a hair too late at a few places prior that had just stopped serving food, I turned a corner right as patrons departed the Kyoto Yamagishi.
It was all but a moment, as I was riding a bicycle, yet in that moment before the door closed behind the patrons a heavenly aroma drifted out onto the street, and I caught a glimpse of a chic yet inviting decor, with guests engaged in pleasant chit chat, sous chefs and wait staff buzzing about wearing genuine smiles, all of which was draped in an uplifting aura.
So naturally I stopped and inquired about the menu and was shown to a seat. In hindsight thankfully I had on a halfway decent golf polo because it soon became apparent this was a rather upscale restaurant. None the less, from there the night only improved. As Chef Nominokouji prepared a stunning spaghetti squash and soft boiled egg broth, the young couple adjacent struck up a conversation, and great food with even better company very nearly caused me to miss my return train to Osaka. And thus an ideal day was crowned by an exceptional evening, thanks to Tominokoji Yamagishi.