I had the chance to be introduced to that heavenly spot a few weeks ago, on a cold Sunday morning. The exterior of the shop is simply an old, traditional Japanese house and garden, and inside hides a sleek, minimalist interior. The staff who served us was warm, friendly, and chatty- to me, that part is quite important as part of my quality criteria. The menu is simple, and the espresso is outstanding. Absolute perfection in every cup, the right amount of bitterness and frothy texture. One of the sweetest parts about the shop is that you can accompany your java with a little baked custard bite, which is the ideal companion to coffee.
I have no idea if I can ever find the shop again, maybe I dreamt about it, but it's somewhere out there, beyond Omotesando avenue and all my dreams involving espresso beans.
(Of course I dropped a pin. I'm going back.)