A massive lunch at Kichi Kichi. It's like a Jetson's hotpot bar. You snag all kinds of crazy crap from a conveyor belt and chuck it into a hole in the table with boiling soup.
Jenny had a blitz-krieg/ lego tactic of piling up towers of dishes, and then I realize that (holy crap) we have to eat everything or pay a fine.
All-in-all, lots of fun. I'm not entirely sure how they can keep all that meat and fish fresh, but hopefully the boiling water kills most of the germs. One note for us timid foreigners, careful of the eggs--there's a chickie inside.
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