You’ve probably noticed from some of my posts, but there are lines everywhere here.  Everywhere.

They don’t bother me all that much (and in fact, sometimes I’ll seek out a line since it’s a fairly reliable indicator that a restaurant is serving tasty food).  But I was going to Kanda Matsuya, a really well-regarded restaurant that’s been serving up soba noodles for over 130 years.  There was no possible way there wasn’t going to be a line.