About a year ago, I found out for the first time that there was such a thing as ramen. “Real” ramen! I don’t feel so bad though. The spell checker I’m using RIGHT NOW doesn’t even know there’s such a thing as ramen! It’s got that squiggly red line under it!
So I discovered the miracle of store-bought ramen about 25 years ago. You break the brick to smithereens, add hot water, wait a couple minutes, and you’ve got a real taste treat. And no need to add salt. There’s enough in there to give a dead guy high blood pressure. Pork flavor was always my favorite, but unfortunately the big brand quit making that some years ago.
But then a year or so ago, someone was talking about a Japanese restaurant and said “They have really good ramen.” I thought, What? Why would a Japanese restaurant serve ramen? That’s like a chili joint serving canned chili. Well, no surprise to you I guess, but it turns out the ramen brick or bowl you can buy in the grocery store is instant ramen. Apparently, there’s real ramen.
So I had to try it! Strangely enough though, when I did, except for the fact that there are chunks of fresh meat in it instead of little freeze-dried cubes, I didn’t notice it tasting that much better than the instant stuff. I guess I can forget my dream of doing a food review column for the Beacon News.