I’m always in a state of wanderlust. I dream of watching the cricket at Lords in London. I want to play high stakes poker in Macau. I can visualise downloading torrents at 2,000mb per second in a seedy internet cafe in Seoul. I taste the buttery croissants served to me from a nice French girl […]
Say what you will about America, but free refills are something I’m very passionate about. I think it’s an excellent idea and I’m glad Ikkyu does it as long as you preserve some of your soup.
I was quickly hustled to the bar so that the couples in the restaurant wouldn’t be reminded of the harsh life in the single’s jungle. I sat down and creepily watched the chefs at work. To say that they were merely efficient would be like saying that Meryl Streep is an ok actor. It was clockwork; and they still had enough time to mingle with the single people who would be ordering love heart t-shirts for themselves on Valentine’s Day.
I’m a terrible cook. Case in point: when I was younger; I thought that dumping a bunch of ingredients into my fried rice would make it tastier. Leftovers? They’re going in. Bacon? Well, you can’t leave that out. Pizza from three nights ago? It’s different, but normal is overrated so you’re going in too!
This was deceptively spicy. Being that I’m a simpleton; I usually associate the colour red with spiciness so I was caught off guard. Considering the ‘spicy’ tuna buns had been mild, I assumed this bowl of ramen would be of that ilk.
I don’t have a point of comparison but the garlic dynamic made this an incredibly delicious bowl of ramen for me. The garlic flakes added another texture and flavour that was just what I wanted even if I didn’t know I wanted it beforehand.
Do you remember your first kiss? I do. It was in a game of truth or dare and it was with a girl I didn’t really like. There were half a dozen pre-pubescents watching me as I closed my eyes at the last second. Is it possible to ever recreate that moment (not that I would want to) without the use of a time machine? Nope.
With food it’s possible. Maybe the cut of pork is slightly different and the broth is a little hotter than previously, but the feeling and the chemical reaction within your mind and body is identical.
The broth had the consistency of KFC gravy minus the mash and you could taste the amount of work in the broth as the savoury protein danced in your mouth. It’s definitely different and I can see how some people would be put off by how thick it was but it didn’t take me very long to fall in love with the dense liquid.