Lurking over the quaint Juban (10th district) shopping street within view of the Manor, Roppongi Hills Mori Tower emerges like Frankenstein. In fact, six years ago a little boy was killed by this monstrosity in a revolving door incident. Despite its freaky exterior, within beats a heart of golden cultural opportunity namely the eponymous Mori Art Museum. Mori-san, Fortune's "Asia Businessman of 2007", created Roppongi Hills as his homage to Le Corbusier and the museum as a shrine to 21st century art. At the steep ticket price of Y 1,500 a visitor is entitled to zoom up to the 53rd floor to enjoy the Sky View along with the exhibit, currently: Roppongi Crossing 2010, Can There Be Art?
On a muggy Chichi Day (Father's Day), the Mori is filled with young families and the hand-holding couples who seem to frequent art venues in Tokyo. People watching is more fun than viewing some of the more confrontational artworks such as a video about an elderly nihon no fufu (couple) living in poverty. The wall of constructions by Teruya Yuken is of greatest interest since an IB art examiner compared the work of musume (daughter) to this contemporary 3D artist. The attractive security guards in each room sit as still and straight as statues, which bears closer investigation. Following the arrows to the Museum Shop, chichi (Dad) selects a black T shirt with yellow arrows as a present.
As one of the installations was a room full of pizza delivery boxes, everyone has an appetite for pizza. Will this be the day to try out Savoy, the popular but tiny pizzeria in the Juban? Noticing the queue outside the shop, we inquire as to the wait: ichi-ji-kan (one hour). Still New Yorkers at heart, we head off to the Mexican joint recently opened by the yuubin kyoku (post office). Within 15 minutes the whole family is happily munching burritos. Itadakimasu! (The blessing said before each meal).
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