Hazuki, a little two-storey Japanese restaurant hidden away on Chandos Place, past Oscar Wilde and just up from the station, and we always head straight upstairs.
I'm one of those lucky souls who commutes into town from the 'burbs, and the stop that my husband (a fellow commuter) and I usually come into is London Charing Cross.
The way into work is generally fine (apart from never getting a seat, and being crushed into strangers' armpits), but on the way back, invariably something will go wrong to delay our journey home - leaves on the line, signalling problems and one time, memorably, a cloth factory in New Cross went up in smoke.
Whilst we often resign ourselves to waiting, and scrunching our faces up angrily at the departures board, more often than not, we will decide that this is God's way of telling us to go away and have dinner and simply try again later.
An old faithful, when snow is the cause of disruption, Hazuki will warm us with sansai udon, agedashi tofu and the finest, crispiest tonkatsu pork.
And in the height of summer, their hiyayakko and zaru-soba hits the spot and their super-deluxe sashimi is a bejewelled platter of pleasure.
Calpis at Hazuki (or rather Calpico, as it's been rebranded for the squeamish US and Europe). What more could a non-drinking Japanophile want?
I've not written about Hazuki before, as frankly I felt like it was mine.
Now it's yours.
ps and for my fellow gaming otaku out there, it also shares a name with the main character from Shenmue. WHOO \(^_^)/
43 Chandos Pl
020 7240 2530