The past few weeks have seen a lot of visitors, a LOT of eating and a lot of exposing ourselves to new things that we don’t normally do.
That happened to include a visit to the Maidreamin Maid Cafe.
I’ve never had a strong desire to visit a maid cafe but I have been a bit curious over the years. So when a visit to Akihabara had us walking right by Maidreamin, with the teenage-looking (though, gosh, I really hope they were older) maids beckoning us in, we succumbed to curiosity and accepted their invite.
**Apologies in advance, but we weren’t allowed to take pictures of anything except for the food. Hence the lack of photos in this post.**
The elevator delivered us to an upper floor, which opened up onto a bubble gum pink cafe, filled with half tourists and half Japanese. Our waitress ushered us to a table, placed a set of cat ears on my friend’s head, and told us that when we were ready, we should meow for her.
Ummmm … say again?
We picked some drinks and cutesy food items off the menu and, after much embarrassment and hesitation, called … er, meowed for our waitress. She took our order, gave me a second set of ears to sport, and we waited – slightly uncomfortably – for our order to come.
I say slightly uncomfortably because the entire experience was just so … surreal and odd. We watched the maids interact with the other customers, we watched some of the other customers (and there was a range of customer types) interact with them. Some people were self-conscious. Some were VERY into it. Some were …. too into it. It was, simply put, our strangest cafe experience ever.
We were ushered up on stage to take a photo with our maid, who then spent twenty minutes drawing an adorable set of doodles on it. She was also probably the mastermind behind the drawing on our dessert plate.
We didn’t linger. The cafe cleared out and then filled up again, with the same strange mix of patrons. We meowed for our maid, paid our bill and left. The entire experience lasted around an hour.
I’ve heard some maid cafes skew more towards the Victorian tea experience. Some, it seems, may go even further over the top than Maidreamin. I’m having some trouble imagining that. 🙂
A maid cafe is not for everyone. Or perhaps there is a cafe to suit everyone, and we just didn’t find the one to suit us. I’m glad we did it, but it’s not an experience I need to repeat. If I do, for any reason, you’ll be sure to hear about it!