I’m not sure, at first, whether I’m even in the right place. I clamber out of a taxi, somewhat jet-lagged, to find myself standing in front of a nondescript but elegant old Japanese building in Tokyo’s Chiyoda district. Then a smiling woman in a navy jacket appears out of nowhere to usher me inside, and I relax.

The building used to house a soba restaurant with an unusual pedigree: it was run by the family of director Akira Kurosawa and, thanks to its location next to the Japanese prime minister’s official residence, regularly played host to power-player powwows. That spot shuttered during the pandemic, and a new set of owners quickly snapped up the 100-year-old building. They resolved to create a restaurant with just as much cachet but with an entirely different approach: they called it Nagatacho Ohka.