The Siren Call Of Ramen
Oh how I love Ramen.
If there’s one thing better than a good Ramen place, it’s a good Ramen place that does one thing, and one thing well.
RAMEN. WITH PORK.
Say hello to Kintaro, a hole-in-the-wall Jay and I stumbled upon while exploring Vancouver with a friend. We didn’t know what food it was, but it had a line running 10 deep out the door. We got in line.
That was last year.
Now whenever we go back to Vancouver, we find a reason (or not) to eat at Kintaro.
I, of course, went for the highly unhealthy “medium broth fatty pork” combination. Please note the layers of fat circling the pieces of pork. I threw in a boiled egg for good measure.
(Don’t ask me about the broth. All I know is, you pick light, medium, or super. We saw them dipping the order chits into the soup, so Jay figured out that the broth’s thickness depended on how much of your receipt melted into the soup.)
Jay, as you can see, was uber excited to see his bowl of “medium broth lean pork” Ramen.
Those people in the back of Jay were in line for one of our seats.
It’s good, people.
If computers came with Smellovision and Tastovision, you’ll know exactly what I mean.