Japan, Part II

Read Part I here!

From Wednesday onward, until we left Tokyo, we bought breakfast pastries at a pâtisserie called Johan. It was very close by; I could see it from our hotel room window. Every morning, a couple of us would head over, pick up a tray and tongs, and make a selection from their offerings. There were mini croissants, pains au chocolat, curry buns, hot dog buns, a babka-like chocolate bread (the Ginza chocolate bread, apparently), fruit danishes, and more. On our second visit (my first...