I’d been whinging to Deb about how the ramen in London has been average. We didn’t end up going to this place as I read a review that rated it averagely. My complete trust on a random entity with a smartphone and a DSLR delayed my ramen cravings being assuaged by the Bone Daddies. This experience has taught me not to place so much weighting on the words of a self proclaimed ‘foodie’. Instead, just experience and enjoy. If the enjoyment was sub-par, then ask for the bill, pay and never go back.
I won’t say anything else about the place except that I really enjoyed it. And I will be going back.
Fresh garlic & mincer
Thinking about ramen
Telling all his friends
Ice green tea