Answer: Here's the beef

Ok, this is the second time I'm making this post. The first time I had it all done and Picasa told me it was uploaded but it lied, lied through song. I got discouraged and it was almost the end of this journal, but I've reconsidered and am back. So from memory now..... Kobe was delicious. We went out for the night and met some girls at a bar, played the whole "lost in translation spend all night talking about stupid simple things and get a big kick out when 'what's your favorite type of music' questions get communicated only to have very dull answers" game. Had some good sake, feet felt like they were going to fall off, end of night. The real story is lunch the next day. =)
We asked everyone we could find about good places for kobe beef. We found several suggestions that overlapped so we figured it was a good choice. 10,000yen each got us the super japan caspian sea lunch special (the real name was something like that, but forgotten due to the aforementioned stupid picasa) The meat came out and looked awesome. Fatty mcfat fat and beautiful. The cook had a benihanna type long grill in front of him but no flashy cooking, it was all business.... and business was good.
The meat pretty much melted in our mouths. I wanted to find the wagyu cattle that birthed the one on my plate and tell them not to be sad. "Don't be sad mr. and mrs. wagyu, your son did not die in vain, he died deliciously and in my belly." After my fill of beef with different dipping sauces and fried garlic chips that made my breath extra sexy, I had a post coital cigarette and we got ready to take off for Osaka.