As a kid, I was nuts about THEME RESTAURANTS. Whenever possible I would drag my parents to places like The Rainforest Café, Planet Hollywood, even that silly WWF Nightclub/Thing that was in Times Square (for about a month). At some point, we in the States stopped trying to combine theme parks and eateries and started focusing on places that served food without any associated lore. Japan didn't get that memo and now you can eat at a place styled after the dark fantasy world of Dark Souls.
Still less bleak than the Starbucks at the LaGuardia Delta Terminal
Located in Tokyo, the Dark Souls Cafe will be open for a limited time and offers a menu of such delights like the "Wing of the Black Dragon Kalameet" (chicken wings), Roasted Mushroom People (sautéed king oyster mushrooms), and a 500ml "Estus Flask" (aka BOOOOOOOZE).
Pour one out for the homies we lost in Blightown, including myself, like 1000 times.
I wouldn't book my tickets quite yet, since the establishment is only a promotional event by Namco Bandai in anticipation for the release of Dark Souls II in Japan, the rest of the year the restaurant is something called the "OZ Café" and specializes in having a "relaxed atmosphere" and "Australian Specialty Meats". You know what, go ahead and book that ticket anyway; eating a kangaroo steak in the middle of Tokyo sounds badass.
Is it even legal for a Japanese event to exist without women paid to be there in costumes? Serious question.
One of the more clever touches is the blackboards located throughout the premises so customers can leave their summon signs, or possibly warn others of danger ahead.
"Don't use the stall in the men's room, someone left a huge moss clump".
Fans of the games will notice that the menu takes visual cues from the inventory screen and in the spirit of the series' remarkable difficulty, the whole thing is written in some strange, undecipherable foreign language. Oh wait.
Remember, if you have trouble ordering, just speak loudly in English while pointing at your menu.
It still feels weird that such a controller-breakingly frustrating game is the theme for a cafe. When I imagine a cafe it's just steaming mugs, comfy couches, and the smoothest of jazz. At no point am I supposed to fear the shadows or face the looming consequences of perma-death.
Unlike American cafes, this one isn't full of deadbeats who are just there to steal wifi.