Now I know that I owe you all a big, juicy article about my adventures with Iron Chef Morimoto, and really guys, I DID write it, but due to the sometimes abhorrent cruelty of technology, after I worked for 8 hours on said literary tome, I managed to lose the damn thing between the “Preview” and “Post” part of the experience. Exasperated beyond belief, I chucked my computer into it’s case, poured a glass of wine and gave up for a few days.
So here’s what we’ll do…
Inspired by a conversation I had with my friend Hannah, I will give you a little restaurant review and get my juju back on and THEN I will tackle the epic tale of Natasha and Morimoto, okay?
And without further ado, let’s talk about a little place called Ocean’s Pizza!
Allow me, for a moment to get a little cheesy (pun totally intended) and make an analogy. I am an actress and director and consider myself fairly well versed in the cinematic arts. I love foreign films as much as I adore an aged french cheese. I can speak about The Criterion Collection as well as I appreciate the rustic blends of Grenache, Cinsault, Mouvedre and what-have-you in a gorgeous bottle of Châteauneuf-du-Pape. I can be as picky and discerning about my film viewing as I am my food. But sometimes a girl just wants to watch “Ocean’s Eleven.” Really. Some pretty men, cheesy dialogue, fun romp through Vegas and sticking it to your enemy! It’s ENTERTAINING. I don’t watch films like that all the time, but I sure do love them when I want to. Similarly, I don’t eat pizza all the time, but on occasion a girl just is desperate for a little greasy, cheesy decadence. Of course, living in Japan, you wouldn’t think there were many places to procure such lovely guiltiness. In fact, even on the American military bases, where junk and fast food abound, all you really get is Pizza Hut. (This I would maybe compare to something Vin Diesel was in. Or Steven Seagal…ehhh ick!) So when I awakened one beautiful, breezy, late Saturday morning with a craving for some “pie” I wanted to find a place that would allow my husband and I to hang out by the water and enjoy fresh, gorgeous pizza that didn’t come from some corporate warehouse in the states. Where did we find such a specific piece of heaven? Yomitan.
Yomitan is a fairly rural area heading north from central Okinawa on the western side of the island. It is loaded with remote beaches, one of which is located right down the cliff from Ocean’s, and Yomitan is also, interestingly (and in some ways tragically) the site of the initial landing of the Allied Forces in the Battle of Okinawa. This is also the area I wrote of in my piece about making your own sea salt https://gratuitousgrub.wordpress.com/2012/06/21/the-first-extravagance/ and if you are thinking of popping in to enjoy this incredible, fascinating experience, make sure to have lunch at Ocean’s Pizza which is literally right next door!
Ocean’s was bustling when we arrived but the efficient and creative kitchen kept the dishes parading out! The pizzas were all so very different.
Some covered with different local veggies, some with all sorts of cheese, pineapple and local ham, sausage and ham, jalapeno chicken, teriyaki, and my favorite which was a strange mayo-cheese-ham covered in what would normally be the toppings to a taco rice. I know, I know it sounds strange, but it was amazingly good!
To compliment the pizzas the chefs also provide a buffet array of pastas, soups, muffins, and salad fixings, along with coffee, tea, and soft drinks. There is a margarita of the day, which I am assuming is good because I couldn’t actually procure one as they were already sold out!
The view from the porch dining area is lovely, looking out over majestic turquoise sea and a special fixture of your experience is that you might, just might, get a visit from the sweet little cat that I nicknamed Lucky Kitty because he not only loves his pizza, but he gets to be fed by suckers like us all day and will take as much as you choose to give him and give you lots of soft and meows in return!
To get to Ocean’s Pizza check out their English language website http://www.oceanspizza.com/ It seems to cater to Americans, but when we were there it was full of locals…always a very good sign. So take a break from being pretentious (or eating Steven Seagul…*shudder*) and go sit by the beach, have a little guilty pleasure with “The Ocean’s Eleven” of pizza joints!