Discovering Quienquiera

Quienquiera: my neighborhood bar. This was my hangout, my “home” away from my “home away from home”. I’d walk 30 seconds down the block, leaving the confines of my modern apartment for the streets of Tokyo’s quiet, old neighborhood of Shirokane (“white gold”), and find myself at an inconspicuous 100-year old house. Nestled inside was this little gem of a bar. It beckoned like a dark, welcoming living room. A total treasure. A place where I practiced Japanese with “my boys” and they picked up little phrases of English from me. Back and forth. They made cocktails the old school way: by hand. House-infused spirits, fruits and herbs hand-pureed with a mortar and pestle, and the ice hand-cut to perfection. Every night, I’d take my seat at the end of the counter next to what I called “the flowers of Quienquiera” and photograph my new friends, documenting memories between sips of a Side Car or “Campari a la Julie”. My drink, just for me. Over time, new friends became old friends. Quienquiera is what I miss most about Tokyo. — J.E.
5-14-8 Shirokane
Minato-ku, Tokyo
tel: (03) 3446-0609


One response to “Discovering Quienquiera

  1. thank you for the beautiful post. my friend introduced me to quienquiera, and it immediately became one of my favorite places in tokyo. i can’t go there as often as you did, but each time i go, everything is perfect.

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