"Ten years ago, when you told New Yorkers you were going to eat Japanese noodles, nearly everyone pictured soba. When you say it now, half your friends will ask which ramen-ya is your favorite and the other half will be in line in front of you."
True, everything ends in death and oblivion, but a good bowl of ramen dulls the pain a bit. The lack of same is something I used to regret about the otherwise fairly agreeable area where I live, but recently a place within walking distance of my apartment started serving excellent ramen about once a week. It's definitely helping to dull my pain.
It's about time trendy food hit my 3 for 39 cents priceline. And don't you dare tell me otherwise.
I thought the ramen fad was a few years old. I hope it dies down soon – Mrs. Womack will not wait three hours in line with me at Totto.
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