Mondai no Aru Restaurant (問題のあるレストラン)

Eggs age rapidly, you know.

If you don't get married soon,

you won't be able to bear children.

To help out with the problem of low birth rate and aging population,

- you'll have to have lots of babies. Right? - Yes, that's right.

There are clients who say that kind of things.

If you wear your emotions on your sleeve like that,

you won't make it in sales.

She said the interviewer asked her to a hotel

and when she complained to the company, she got scolded that no such thing happens in this day and age.

If I get asked to go to a hotel now, I might go.

What? Come on, tell me the truth. Really?

Okay, everyone. Gather around.

We're going to practice our dance.

- No way. That's gross. - Yeah, okay.

Sweet and spicy pork sauté is done.

Great. Looks delicious.

This is our current menu.

This is crap. Crap made by crappy employees with crappy ingredients.

Serving crappy food. It's a crappy restaurant.

What you're saying is too outrageous.

Excuse me? Outrageous is saying I'll revive you right away so can I kill you?

That's outrageous.

Are you okay with this? Being at the mercy of this cooking otaku.

Let's have the chef make what she wants.

The French that she's talking about is too hardcore.

- The cost percentage will be close to 50. - Money is an important factor. But

it isn't the most important thing.

All right. If you say so.

But why are you the only one wearing a Snuggie? Are you a chanson singer?

Let's go inside.

Nitta-san!

- Ta ta for now. - Ta ta for now?

- Is this a gravure idol's blog? - Nitta-san's back!

Actually, uh...it's not that I came back.

Welcome back.

- I'm back. - Come on, let's go inside.

It's cold, cold, cold.

Mofuku-chan, welcome back.

Are you doing Shakespeare?

What do you think about doing a cover story

- for next month's issue? - Just a minute.

Gerald Wang's use of silhouette and colors is beautiful as always.

Date-san's name is synonymous with Harajuku culture.

She's also bringing customers to us.

Come on. She's taken a liking to you.

Go say hello to her at least.

Hurry up and take this.

Go say hello to her at least.

Excuse me.

Here's your pot-au-feu with potatoes, cabbage, and thick sliced bacon.

I'm sorry, but the chef is tied up at the moment.

That's all right. I understand.

I know the chef here doesn't cook to please everyone.

He's like, you know...?

As long as people who can appreciate it does. Something like that.

Yes, exactly.

It's delicious.

But if I may be a little picky,

I'd like it to be a bit warmer.

Ah, crap. Ouch.

- What are you doing? - I'm sorry.

- Get out of my way. - I'm sorry.

Date-san was saying that

the pot-au-feu would've been better if it was a little warmer.

I'm gonna throw up. Do it again.

No good. Do it over. Out of the question.

Give it up, Idiot. Piece of shit. Scumbag.

Piece of shit. Scumbag.

You know the restaurant called Symphonic, right?

The meat that they're using is this 7,000 yen

meat.

This cost 18,000 yen for 100 grams.

That much? Huh? Huh? Really? That much? Huh?

No good. Do it over.

- I hope you burn the roof of your mouth. - I hope the juice from the orange squirts in your eye.

- I hope your wooden chopsticks split crooked every time. - I hope your touch screen

responds slowly for the rest of your life.

That's pathetic. Akimoto Osamu Sensei

never once in 38 years missed an installment of "Kochikame", you know.

Are you talking about the Showa era again?

Heisei kids have their girls' night out at a love hotel, don't they?

Not Mofuku-chan.

- Because she's inexperienced. - Shut up, you divorcée to be.

Stop being so snippy.

This year, Heisei born kids will be "ara-saa"* too.

Showa or Heisei, everyone will eventually be around 30, 40, 50...

Say, where did Tanaka go?

- I'm right here. - Where's Paaka-chan?

- I'm here. - The hospitality person gets cold easily and

the chef shuts herself in. Will this restaurant make it?

Everyone. We will finally reopen tomorrow.

Half of the menu items have changed, but

I believe we can serve them with confidence.

Oh, Karasumori-san. That's right. That thing over there on the shelf.

- Can you get that paper bag for me? - What?

Get yourself out of there. Paper bag?

Thanks.

Here. You can wrap this around here or whatever.

- Take the one that you like. - Thank you.

I like this one here.

I'm taking this. You get a late start because you shut yourself in.

- May I have blue? - I want purple.

Which one do you want, Nitta-san?

Okay.

I hope we get a lot of customers.

There's nothing we can do about it. I'm sure it will clear up tomorrow.

Is someone here a rain woman?

Not me, not me. I'm more of a snow woman...

This is great.

- Isn't it? - What are you doing?

Look. I created a website to attract customers.

"Welcome to the home page of Bistro Fou"

This home page is from the early days of the internet.

Why is that blinking?

What's with this Home button in the shape of a house.

And is this Pastry Chef's Travel Diary necessary? It's under construction anyway.

You'd be better off

passing out fliers in the neighborhood.

Nitta-san. Nitta-san.

Oh, Nitta-san!

What are you doing? What are you doing? Huh? Huh? Huh? What...

Why are you running away? Why are you running away? Nitta-san, why are you running away?

- Welcome. - Table for one.

- I'm meeting someone. - Welcome.

- Nitta-san, what are you doing tonight? - I'm going to a memorial service.

Memorial service?

- Nitta-san, you're funny. - Am I?

There's nothing funny about being told that I'm funny.

Our restaurant's closed today and we're have a drinking party tonight

with some struggling good-looking actors. Why don't you come too?

- I will not. - You sure?

Nitta-san, I think you should experience being in love more.

Oh, I haven't ordered yet.

Is what you're doing on a daily basis considered being in love?

This place has an extensive selection of tarts. Huh? What was that?

I mean, I don't really know, but just from watching...

and I'm not just talking about Kawana-san, but

there are girls who, you know, guys just mess around with.

That person may think she's seriously in love, but

they're just in a physical relationship,

like the guy isn't really serious about her.

Nitta-san.

That's creepy.

Thinking that guys are messing around with you when you sleep with them.

Seriously, you're crazy.

You really don't want to come?

Nitta-san has a stomachache so she's off today.

Don't tell me she has food poisoning?

When a customer gets food poisoning,

we have to shut down the restaurant, right? What if an employee comes down with it?

Are you stupid? Are you that stupid? Are you guys stupid?

Oh, that's right.

We all ate the same thing, huh?

Good afternoon. Welcome.

- Sorry to keep you waiting. - Hey.

Come on in.

Nitta-san? Nitta-san. Hey, hey, hey...

Nitta-san, don't run away.

This is Yumi-chan~.

I think enjoying a good meal

can change your world into a more beautiful place.

- I agree. - Right?

This is pot-au-feu with potatoes, cabbage, and thick sliced bacon.

Ah, thank you.

I think there's another word to praise food

other than delicious.

Warm.

I'm not talking about the temperature.

I think there's such a taste.

- It's warm. - Thank you!

A dear friend of mine is having a birthday party on Friday.

Can I make a reservation for 8 people?

Yes, of course. Thank you.

For actors, living itself is art.

Yumi-chan, you have pretty hands.

- Really? - They're artistic hands.

Let me see. You're very cute.

Here, have a drink.

Never mind this anymore.

Cheers. Cheers.

Looks like your friend's really enjoying herself.

It must be nice to feel like you're in Africa

just by taking a ride on Jungle Cruise.

You've been drinking quite a bit, huh?

- Not really. - I'm leaving pretty soon.

You're not having fun, huh?

I guess not since you're just drinking with your co-worker.

Kawana-san, you have a bald spot.

Found a bald spot.

Oh...from a while ago.

When we went to the Ghibli Museum, I got hit by the guy who was my boyfriend at the time.

And I hit my head on the sculpture of the Giant God Warrior.

He hit you?

I have a knack for making people mad.

Oh, there's this one too. I got shoved in Roppongi.

And I crashed into that sculpture of a giant spider.

Hard enough the sculpture moved a little.

- Good night. - Good night.

He always ends up taking the best one home.