Best Dessert Cafe in Tokyo

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Tokyo is a busy city filled with hustle and stress. How else can you de-STRESSED without DESSERTS? From gelato, cakes to parfait and pancakes, dessert always make the best of our days! Lucky for you there are many Best Dessert Cafe in Tokyo.

Here are some of the Best Dessert Cafe in Tokyo! 

Best Dessert Cafe in Tokyo

TEA&SPOON Nanaya Aoyama

Shibuya
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GelatoDelicious
AmbienceComfy

Are you a matcha lover? If so, you have to visit this dessert shop! Nanaya is originally a green tea company based in Shizuoka, that’s why they have a wide range of matcha gelato. In this shop, you can try various matcha flavours ranging from their intensity. In fact, you could challenge the deepest matcha flavour! Other than gelato, you can find matcha cookies, matcha chocolate and even matcha daifuku (matcha mochi).  

Opening Hours:
Wed – Mon (11am – 7pm)

Note: Closed on Tuesdays

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Hidemi Sugino

Kyobashi
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CoffeeGreat
DessertDelicious
AmbienceModern

Hidemi Sugino is one of the famous pastry chefs in town so it would be a waste if you didn’t pay a visit to his cafe when you’re in Tokyo. This cafe is located at a quiet street in Kyobashi and is named after the chef. Sugino specializes in baking delicious cakes like layered mousse cake, sponge cake, jams and creams. In fact, some of the cakes are so delicate that they can only be eaten in the cafe itself because they are easily collapse being out of the room temperature.

Opening Hours:
Tues – Sat (11am – 6pm)

Note: Closed on Sundays and Mondays

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GOMAYA KUKI

Shibuya City
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CoffeeGood
GelatoDelicious
AmbienceModern

Fancy some gothic black creamy ice cream? Yes you did not read that wrong! Gomaya Kuki is famous for its marvelous rich black sesame seed ice cream.Media and newspapers had been featuring this cafe which uses the popular well-loved ingredient in Japan and made it into ice cream. It is said that you can taste 9000 sesame seeds in one bite, that’s how rich and authentic it is. Even better, you could choose from 7 different intensities of the black sesame seed. If you want to spice things up with ice cream, try their sesame ice cream tempura, Japanese parfait, pancakes or take home one bucket of ice cream.

Opening Hours:
Everyday (12pm – 6pm)

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Saryo Tsujiri Daimaru

Tokyo Station
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TeaGreat
DessertDelicious
AmbienceVintage

This tiny little tea-house style cafe is just the right place for green tea lovers who at the same time is a sweet-tooth! The signature desserts of the cafe are matcha, genmaicha and houjicha parfait complement with layers of cakes, red bean, gelato and topped with jelly cubes and rice cake. These parfaits are like all-in-one treats for a dessert lover because not only you can taste the cakes but also gelato and toppings as well. The cafe sells top-notch tea as well as fusion tea beverages such as matcha lemon. Don’t forget to bring home some souvenirs and tea bags from the little souvenir shop beside the cafe.

Opening Hours:
Everyday (10am – 7:30pm)

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Sembikiya 千疋屋

Ginza
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Dessert and FruitsDelicious
AmbienceModern

Sembikiya is a luxury and well known fruit store in Japan. The fruits sold here are extremely exquisite and of course expensive. In fact, they have their own cafe making delicious desserts using their own fruits. Parfait is their signature dish where they would use seasonal fruits to make it. Other than parfait, you can find shaved ice, fruit sandwiches, pudding a la-mode, fruit punch and fruit anmitsu which is a famous Japanese dessert. 

Opening Hours:
Everyday (11am – 6pm)

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Shiawase no Pancake 幸せのパンケーキ

Shibuya City
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CoffeeGreat
FoodDelicious
AmbienceModern

Shiawase no Pancake is the place where it specializes in making fluffy souffle pancakes. These pancakes are thicker than your usual pancake but its textual is fluffy and light, like you’re eating a cloud. In this cafe, you can find the best souffle pancake in various flavour like seasonal fresh fruits, cheese mousse with berry sauce, tiramisu and matcha. 

Opening Hours:
Mon – Fri (10am – 7pm)
Sat – Sun (9am – 7:30pm)

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