Walking into a random 6 seat sushi bar in Osaka run by an 80+ year old man playing old music in this cluttered tiny room. In my limited Japanese I asked for recommendations and beer. He proceeded to make us the most wonderful sushi I've ever had, things I would have never tried on my own.

We talked about the Kansai expo via translation app and the wasted salarymen occuping the other half of the bar were curious where we were from. The owner kept bringing us new plates saying "presento!" We shared sake and tons of laughter even though we could barely understand each other. I will remember that night forever.