Japan 2018 - Day 4: Sankaku Market, Otaru Canal & Marchen Intersection

Apologies for the long wait in between posts as i was caught up with absolutely nothing. The introduction was actually "Selamat Hari Raya Puasa" then i got lazy and now it's almost Hari Raya Haji. Hais blogger 难做, 江湖难混. 

Rise and shine early for a day trip to Otaru, best known for their otah HAHAHA YOU DAMN FUNNY LEH JS said no one ever.


AH WHAT U DOING I REPORT TO DA SAO HOR. That look of helplessness on Yc's face..

I know our apartment is sleazily named but rest assured there is nothing lupsup about it apart from Kl and a funky smelling lift. Another snowy day but we have assimilated to the freezing weather so no kick already.

All eggcited faces except for 1 sian face dreaming of Boon Lay. Guess which.

Otaru is easily accessible by hopping on a train from Sapporo train station. Getting a seat however, is a totally different story. The cabins were so packed that we were standing outside the toilet collecting 10 cents from everybody that used it. Mmmm half an hour of inhaling toxic fumes of pee and poop.

Tadahhh! We arrived at a mildly wet Otaru (no doubt because the girls heard we were coming), but otherwise the skies were clear and perfect for our excursion.

Greeted by this view of a straight path down to the sea of Japan. Plenty of things to see and do in this port town, but first let's fill our stomachs.

A few steps to the left of the station is Sankaku market, home to some of the freshest seafood you can get on the planet. Haven't been this excited since 11 years old when i discovered porn for the first time.

Paging for Reagan to tell us which smells fishier...

The market is packed into a narrow alley squeezier than zouk on a Saturday night. But we weren't here to grind other tourists..

We were here to eat die Ajidokoro Takeda. Well at least that was our intention before the shocking realization that we were not Bill Gates' kids and were actually poor af.

I usually describe godlike food with sexual references, but mere words do not give justice to the freshest, fattiest, best salmon sashimi we've ever had. It was an absolute pleasure to put you into my mouth and let you become a part of me.

Reagan & Jl ordered a plate of boiled mantis shrimp for starters. I remember it being very 腥 but Rea seemed to enjoy it for unknown reasons.

Been keeping my eyes wide open for botan shrimp since we landed and this place has it! Btw that is also my facial expression when i accidentally upskirt some chio bu.

I know people are put off by the thought of eating raw prawns but this is the sweetest natural meat you can get (besides what's in my pants).

Faces of happiness and bliss as our luxurious mains gets delivered to us.

Otoro.. we finally meet again.. This time not just one measly sushi that costs $10, but a whole bowl of fatty tuna belly and scallops on top of rice for only $37! 

So tempted to bring you home, put you beside 大伯公 on the altar and worship you everyday.

你很肥, 很柔软, 我喜欢你. Had to admit though, it got really jelat when we were down to our last few slices because of all that oil. I guess you can have too much of a good thing.

Just...1..more..photo.. Never seen fish meat that resembles wagyu beef before. All that fat just disintegrates upon contact with your tongue.. 

Ok i lied got 1 more. Otoro was so good that it totally overshadowed the sweet scallops. Another alternative to go with your tuna belly is amaebi, sweet shrimps so fresh you could almost see them twitching. Just like CP's shrimp wantons, crunchy prawns wrapped in smooth dumpling skin, buy 2 now and get $1.85 off! This is not gonna stop until CP makes me their 代言人.

The list of must eats in this little town is waaaay more than what we can manage. So i prepared a battle plan of what to eat vs what to skip and i can proudly declare that it failed miserably. Walked pass Yamanaka Dairy Farm, well known for their Hokkaido milk ice cream and thought "why not?". Can't argue with that. Stomach 1 Willpower 0 (btw it was good but not cremia level)

The first attraction is the famed Otaru canal down by the bay. Wonder why throngs of tourists specially flock down here to see a longkang?

It is the beautiful sight of retired fish warehouses reflecting against the water that takes your breath away.

Although we were more interested in leaving our footprints in the snow than taking pictures

Still, chio enough to warrant setting up our gopro for a wefie. Kl will hereby be censored out of every photo using the gopro because he never share.

We are all gathered here to take that perfect instagram picture but some people machiam 拍写真集 hog the prime spot sibei long.

Wew. No, i am not using a postcard to fake you, this is a real photo taken from my icy phone and frostbitten fingers.

It's going to be hard to explain to my future generations what the fuck is happening here. 

Totally accurate subtitles. Somewhere down in New Zealand, a couple of eyeballs were rolled.

Heart skipped a beat but i'm relieved it wasn't you, my black hershel bag girl. 差一点打死人.

Our next stop is Otaru Denuki-koji, a little village made up of a cluster of eateries right opposite that famous drain.

This place is pretty tourist friendly with all the english signs but the prices weren't. SGD $10 for a box of takoyaki? Do you accept kidneys as a mode of payment?

This statue kicked off a posing contest, with Jl going for a *COUGH* chio bu *COUGH* pose.

Ck opted for a kawaii look. AWWW SO CUTE BUT EVERYDAY PLAY MOBILE LEGENDS DON'T WANT FIND GF

While i... was there ever any doubt? Skali is their deity or something 给他们绑起来打.

Finally done with being distracted by statues of little boys eating balls, we got down to business at this little shop called Popura Farm. 

Move aside Mona Lisa, this is what a masterpiece looks like. Vanilla and honeydew ice cream snuggling on top of a sweet rock melon that gushes out juice like an aroused vagina. Brought back some memories of that awesome honeydew we had in Osaka. While the vanilla soft serve complements it really well, the artificial taste of the melon ice cream leaves a lot to be desired. Not cheap at 20 bucks but good to share among 3-4 pax.

Walking while trying to avoid slipping on ice requires much concentration. The physical pain we can bear, but the shame of everyone turning to look at you... i cannot. Luckily, it was Jh who suffered the humiliation on this day.

别以为你可爱我就不会 censor 你

Voted No.1 food in all of Otaru! Everyone is talking about it!! You'll never guess what it is. Scroll down to find out more!

It's fishcakes. Yes, 鱼饼. Number one. Those things they put with fishball noodles and you're like meh. Over here at Kamaei, ranked higher than fatty tuna belly.

Intrigued, we just had to try it out for ourselves. It's abit like old chang kee x yong tau foo, and they have weird combos like fishcakes meshed with pumpkin, stuffed with cheese, even wrapped in bread.

We bought a bunch of different ones and rotated them around with each having a bite. The last bite was always infused with the heavenly saliva of the other 6. The best version is defintely stuffed with bacon, cheese, onions and wrapped in bread. Their fishcake is sweet (due to the freshness of the source but they could have added sugar so i have no idea what i'm talking about) and goes well with the savoury filling.

Great snack and good value for money, yes. But number 1 food item in Otaru?? Don't you dare insult my salmon sashimi like that ever again.

We splashed $500 on a gopro to snipe girls eating fishcakes. MONEY WELL SPENT.

Reagan's buay gum wan face is the reason Jl ran all away to NZ to grow tomatoes.

From our little fishcake detour, we converged back to Sakaimachi street, a souvenir heaven with their renowned glassworks and intricate handmade ornaments that look chio but offer little use otherwise.

You will also find magical alleys that transport you back to the early 1900s. Half expecting a samurai to jump out and slice us into pieces.

Piping hot grilled sweet potatoes straight out of a food truck. Because what starving people survived on during world war 2 is now a hipster snack.

Speaking of hipster snacks, we got sucked into Kitakaro, another bakery who made their name selling cream puffs made with Hokkaido milk. But first, you will have to risk your life to enter as the walkway is made out of an ice path with a 90% chance to slip. Fucking Jakiro.

Is average de lor. Chateraise sell bigger cream puffs for $1.90 leh. We almost fell to our deaths for this??

The trail of sweet treats never ends in Otaru. We arrived at LeTao's main store, one of their 3 outlets on the same street and they were all fully packed.

The wait for our tables took 30mins, but there's something to kill time.

You can slowly make your way up what we thought was a flight of neverending stairs to the top of the building. 

And you'll get a bird's eye view of the busy Marchen Intersection, and not to mention a vantage point to beo meimeis.

The catch at LeTao is that all diners have to order a cake, so those nauseating couples trying to share a slice get ready to be schooled by the waiter, you stingy bitches.

I absolutely adore cheesecakes and LeTao is famous for their double fromage cheesecake. It's sinful, it's gentle, it's everything i want in a girl... in cake form. Bonus.

The chocolate fromage is their other specialty. I was trying to artistically capture the cake and brand on the plate but instead looks like i got a stroke while taking the photo.

The biggest draw of Sakaimachi street is the Music Box Museum, a beautiful building that emits tinkling music that echoes across the snowy landscape. Wa describe until machiam write compo. The steam powered clock located at the entrance is also an attraction, and is one of only a handful of functioning steam clocks left in the world.

It's like stepping into Santa's workshop. Bright lights, christmassy decorations and tons of music boxes and little trinkets.

Got the cutest girl in the world a hamster that can be winded up to play music. Unfortunately, she tortured it until spoil already and now neglects it for some cheap ass toy from Qoo10 :(

Ladies and gentlemen, the charm of Otaru. As i was thinking for a caption for this photo, my colleague walked pass and praised my photo taking skills. Thanks man, all those years of studying POV porn made me aware of the importance of camera angles.

There is a dedicated Studio Ghibli shop called Yume No Oto right beside for all you Totoro / No Face fans. 

If girls love a fat, hairy, funny looking character, why don't they love me?

After a fruitful round of shopping, we walked all the way back to Otaru longkang for the night view. Hear say it looks more romantic and alluring at night but the number of tourists clamouring to take photos is quite a turn off.

The initial plan was to have dinner at a quaint little sushi bar but it was booked for the night. Sounded really happening and fun inside too but sadly we had to turn around with our tails between our legs and proceed with our backup plan instead.

We found Yabuhan with relative ease thanks to my impeccable navigating skills. This photo was taken to show you the magnificent interior decor and definitely not a sneaky snipe of the girls who happened to be in the shot.

I love beancurd and couldn't resist ordering their roasted tofu and it overwhelmed us.. with chao ta taste. What the fuck? It's just a piece of burnt tofu? How did this even make it to the menu? It's like the chef thought "hey let's sell this chunk of overcooked tofu anyway some foreigner will probably pay for this shit".

Let's not be hasty and flame them for a poorly made appetiser. The star of the show is the soba with a comforting buckwheat scent. Accompanied by an assortment of tempura that could have been a signature dish in their own right.

Love dunking noodles into the savoury sauce as it adds an element of fun to the meal. A chorus of slurps filled the air as we demolished our noodles.

Kl's order came with 4 bowls of soba topped with different condiments. Bro i thought you dieting why you eat until like 报仇?

We were intrigued by the traditional way of eating soba, which ends with drinking the sauce by adding starchy water that the soba is cooked in.

What the fuck? This is just soy sauce cham water? It's just diluted soy sauce? How is this a thing? Is this a prank? Did we get played? 黑豆干 & 酱青水 aside, it's a really good soba restaurant and deserves the accolades on tablelog. Just don't fall for any "unique" dishes or "traditional" eating methods.

All that's left to do after dinner is to head home. But not before dabaoing some supper from a Burger King at Otaru train station because we were getting sick of convenience store food. Enjoyed the free performance by the sexy burger artist.

That and some frozen fishcakes we brought back from Otaru completed our supper, and ends our final night in Sapporo. The next day brings new sights, new sounds and new adventures. Ski slopes here we come!

- End of Day 4 -

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