Cavalock and The Crocodile on A Rock.

The waitress opened the door, looked at us and proclaimed politely, "No English menu, menu no pictures." Another foreign couple would probably turn back but with the Baker-At-Home's limited but confident proficiency with the native tongue, we smiled and continued with our request for a table for two at this tiny inzkaya. So that's how it began for our first dinner in Shinjuku this year. It was nice eating at Uoshin again as we were at their other Tokyo outlet a couple years ago. That one was however a lot more spacious and it came with English menus.

We managed to decipher their above house specialty which was a certified crowd pleaser the last time we had it. Maki topped with tuna, sea urchin, roe and crab meat. We kinda went with almost anything that had 'fish' in the title. Hah! Luckily everything we ordered turned out great.

So what was my 83-year-old Dad doing while I was in Tokyo? Chasing crocodiles by himself in Sungei Buloh. And that's why I worry.