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The Togetsukyo Bridge over the Katsura River in Kyoto, Japan
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Indelible Memory: The Black Kites of Kyoto

November 26, 2018

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A warning to the Kyoto picnicker: You are being watched. One spring morning on the banks of the Katsura River, I sat having breakfast blissfully unaware of this. We had started our day before dawn to beat the tourists to the famous Arashiyama bamboo grove and had worked up an appetite in the process.

Despite the fact that the Japanese have a word for working to death — “karōshi” — many shops and restaurants in Kyoto don’t open until 10 a.m. Fortunately, one of Japan’s most ubiquitous corner stores, Lawson, is open at all hours. It offers far more than the traditional American convenience store, including business services, home goods and prepared foods. Anthony Bourdain loved its egg salad sandwiches, so I selected one from among the array of more-traditional Japanese dishes.

A warning to the Kyoto picnicker: You are being watched. One spring morning on the banks of the Katsura River, I sat having breakfast blissfully unaware of this. We had started our day before dawn to beat the tourists to the famous Arashiyama bamboo grove and had worked up an appetite in the process.

Despite the fact that the Japanese have a word for working to death — “karōshi” — many shops and restaurants in Kyoto don’t open until 10 a.m. Fortunately, one of Japan’s most ubiquitous corner stores, Lawson, is open at all hours. It offers far more than the traditional American convenience store, including business services, home goods and prepared foods. Anthony Bourdain loved its egg salad sandwiches, so I selected one from among the array of more-traditional Japanese dishes.

A Lawson egg salad sandwich while picnicking along the Katsura River Photo by Hideaway Report editor

The dawn light was still soft, and aside from the occasional jogger, there was little activity on the riverfront. I slowly unwrapped my sandwich in anticipation. Deep orange yolks in a pale egg purée were spread inside white triangles of Wonder bread. It wouldn’t earn anyone a Michelin star, but I was impressed by its tasty simplicity. As I chewed thoughtfully, I held it up to the light to examine it. A flash of movement in my periphery and a rush of air. Whack! The sandwich exploded from my hand.

A large brown hawk had swooped across the river, my meal now secure in its talons. Yellow remnants of egg were scattered along the banks, and a few pigeons circled in to finish the remains of my breakfast. I had to walk back to Lawson for a replacement sandwich. Presumably the cashier thought I loved it enough to go back for more.

The “black kite,” a thieving raptor common to the Kyoto area Max Pixel

Later that evening I relayed my adventure to Sake Bar Yoramu’s proprietor, who was educating my partner and me on unpasteurized sake. He turned and translated the story to a party of locals, who smiled and nodded as he spoke. A woman replied, “Last month, I was delivering a cake to my sister near the river, and a bird grabbed the whole thing! You have to watch out.” Everyone along the bar had a story about the “black kite.” So raids from these robbers are common. My sandwich incident began to feel less like a crazy fluke and more of an initiation into Kyoto daily life.

By Hideaway Report Editor Hideaway Report editors travel the world anonymously to give you the unvarnished truth about luxury hotels. Hotels have no idea who they are, so they are treated exactly as you might be.
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