The Least Useful Guide to Fukuoka

The other day, I happened to stray into a café I haven’t been before. The café was in many ways quite peculiar.

First of all, despite its location, the very centre of the town, it had a plenty of space, the space between the seats was probably wider than those in any other suburban café in Fukuoka.

And each set of table and chairs was different as if the whole space was an exhibition of furniture.

Then, although the café takes a self-service system, the coffee (JPY 350, astonishingly expensive for the service and quantity) was in a small cup and saucer (maybe less than 100ml?) which was not easy to bring around and therefore inappropriate serving style in a self-service cafe.

Finally, the most striking thing in the café was every single person there looked over 60s. The lady behind the service counter looked a bit more mature than me (just in case she read this), a great example of elderly employment. And my fellow clients appeared to be all qualified to receive retirement pension.

I enjoyed being the youngest for the first time in a few decades.