I went for the roofline, not the menu. A gabled roof interrupts a soi of cut wires and concrete; inside, a paper-clad cabin nests within the room, a kakejiku holds its own quiet time, and matcha is whisked to a fine green foam. Architecture led the visit — the bowl simply proved the room had been right all along.

A curated journey through Japan by Valeria Viollaz — from the silence of CYCL Sauna at the foot of Mount Fuji to the ten-generation craft of Kondaya Genbei in Kyoto and the sacred stillness of Ise Jingu. An editorial meditation on conscious living, told through the places and makers that embody it.