If you’ve been reading my blog at all (or have an ounce of intelligence), you know I love me some Ramen.
So much so, I’m capitalizing the word.
Througout the entire post. Feel free to comment if I miss one.
And if a Ramen house has the phrase “Your choice of hot, spicy or DEMONIC” on the menu, I will kiss the salty restaurant floor the chef walks on.
Before I moved to a city with more than one Japanese restaurant, I always equated Ramen with the delicious, sodium-rich lunch we’d enjoy once a week at school. A Cup ‘O Salt Lick, if you will.
The styrofoam container boasts more nutrients that it’s contents do. They should serve Ramen halfway through a marathon to avoid hyponatremia!
So, it seemed odd to enjoy this $.69 cent meal at a restaurant. The markup alone is just too outrageous.
Ramen Jinya, sister restaurant of Robata Jinya, is one of five locations. Clyde and I ventured to the tiny spot located on Wilshire.
Truth be told, I didn’t even eat much of the meat that came with my ultry spicy order. I just bathed in that amazing, rich broth. Until I was drenched in sweat…
Clyde, I apologize for what I must of looked like. Napkin stuck to forehead. Futile attempts at fanning myself. Grotesque slurping.
Cheers to you for maintaining your appetite.
5174 Wilshire Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90036