Golden Cai is Japan’s equivalent of Dublin’s Temple Bar. I’s in Shinjuku, Tokyo, Japan, and it’s a few blocks from Shinjuku’s Piss Alley.
[adinserter name=”Block 2″]Golden Cai hit the mainstream when Anthony Bourdain visited it on his show. As most things Anthony Bourdain does, the world follows suit and Golden Cai has become a popular place. It’s like Instagram is a popular place for Yoga poses outside of the Yoga class. It’s like how SnapChat filters are popular on dating apps. Fortunately, Golden Cai is not as basic as the fore-mentioned things. Golden Cai is grimy in a sense.
Golden Cai bars don’t scream pretentiousness. It isn’t filled with snooty douchies wanting some self-proclaim sophisticated cocktail like at a speakeasy. It’s as divey as it gets. It’s a place where people can go have a drink without the talentless DJ on stage pressing play on an electronic turntable. It doesn’t cost your soul to grab a seat at the bar. No table service, douche.
The bars all have one thing in common — stiff drinks and less than 7 seats. It’s exclusive in a sense where it’s difficult to find a seat, but it’s fun because you can unwind without the clown suit. There are no pop-collars and women scantily dressed. T-shirts and shorts are preferred. In addition, keep the raging to a minimum cause ain’t nobody got time for your bro-ness.
Anyway, Golden Cai is the perfect place for anyone looking to have a drink. It’s two streets filled with small bars and it’s recommended to bar hop. It’s also recommended to keep your douchie Vegas tendencies at home. That shit gets no love in Japan.
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