I'm pretty lost for words right now. As an Irishman, you can be pretty sure I know my drink and my bars but wow! This was just mad. I've travelled over 90,000km on this trip and in all the cities and in all the countries I've visited, nothing even comes close. You would walk by this place and never know what you've missed but I'm about to change that for all of you. This is a secret that deserved to not be a secret

Kagaya

With a tiny sign saying "Frog is stranger than fiction", I got curious and stumbled down the stairs with my friend Sarah in a tiny street in Shinbashi, Tokyo. We were hungry but heard screams coming from below, thus the curiosity got the better of us! Tripping lightly down the steps, we are met with a man with a maddening look. Mark, who runs the place entirely by himself, does things differently.

The ordeal began when he stood in front of me and began throwing his hands in the air and screaming with every breath he had. He then slowly inched towards me in his socks, chanting like a mad man and shaking his head ferociously. He then gets super close and is literally rubbing his head into mine. Then, as if nothing had just happened, he gets up with a completely straight face and walks to the bar.

So now I'm entertained and well fed. Then something happened. Mark disappeared into the room where he keeps his props and places a large painting of a frog at the door. Next he begins to put on a puppet show introducing us to his cousin Dick and soon after, Dick AKA Mark in a frog suit, pops out and runs around face fucking us all with a teddy frog. Not even joking...

Before getting the cheque Mark is at it again, he's drawn a picture of my face on a piece of paper. Surprised at why I never got a receipt, he had actually forgotten to put the price on his home made receipt. Mark genuinely get so caught up in it all. He presented it to us with a vibrating toy bull who's jacket opens to reveal a small vibrating toy willy holding our receipt.

It can be tricky to get a picture of Mark as he runs around the place.

I asked Mark how he got into it all, 27 years he's been running the place and making insane acts of performance for his guests. Before that, it was his mother and fathers place. A real genuine fellow who makes a very unique experience for people who come there. We paid up, said our goodbyes. He warned of street ninjas and then bid us farewell. Honestly a great experience in Tokyo and do glad I went. We were chatting about it walking down the street before Mark jumps out behind a tree with a shoehorn and begins performing ninja moves. In tears of laughter again as we walked home. If you go to Tokyo and don't go here, you are missing out on the maddest, craziest, most insane, obscure dining and drinking experience in Tokyo.