The waitress who spoke zero english started by addressing us as "my princess" and "my master" which struck me as a little odd but initially I just thought perhaps my Japanese was bit rusty.  Being the only one of us who could communicate I took advantage of the opportunity and generously ordered Kingsley the "happy happy love bear" ice cream float.  For myself I ordered the most secretive thing on the menu the "special customized" drink which our maid would prepare at the table for "her princess". I really should have known better...


Kingsley's drink arrived and I knew I was in big trouble after he was forced to perform "happy happy love bear" hand motions which included giving himself ears like a bear and moulding his hands into a heart shaped "love" shaker and pouring imaginary "extra love" into his drink.

When my drink arrived the lights in the entire restaurant were dimmed and I was called up onto the trampoline stage, handed a microphone and required to perform a "happy happy love" dance with a spotlight on me and a disco ball spinning.  Lets just say it is unbelievable what I had go through in order to get my stupid drink.  I was expecting something amazing when I finally took my first sip...it was grapefruit juice (not even freshly squeezed).  I am still traumatized by the entire experience.

I have not, nor will I ever, share any photos of this incredibly embarrassing moment in my life. But one thing is for sure - our 6th wedding anniversary will never be forgotten!


After the Maid Cafe we got lost on our way back to the hotel, which evolved into a 20 minute detour/heated discussion about the exact location of our hotel while wandering up and down the streets of Shinjuku.


We ended the day with a fabulous Japanese dinner with longtime family friends the Boardman's.