Refer to it as the taste capital. You have found Shangri-La, foodies and drink connoisseurs, design aficionados and culture vultures. More stars than any other city according to Michelin. (Yes, and by a wide margin, Paris comes in second). From Tadao Ando’s Omotesando Hills austere concrete shopping mall to those all-glass Prada and Dior boutiques, architecture doubles for art. Sumo wrestlers scuttle in stadiums, and kabuki performers flaunt around theaters while mixologists at small 10-seater bars prepare artisan cocktails with laser precision. Eighth-generation noodle counters, traditional tatami workshops, indie fashion boutiques, and slow-drip coffee businesses abound on little back alleyways. Everything handmade, much before it became fashionable. When that’s quite enough refinement, neon-lit streets whirl with robot-staffed eateries and goat-filled cafes.