Ramen Okidoki

It was my last day in New York. I had a massive dinner the previous night and I tried to sleep well. The apartment I was staying at didn’t have air conditioning in the room and it was summer. It was cheap but it wasn’t very comfortable even at night. I guess you get what you pay for. The flat owner was nice and chatty but it was time for me to leave. I got my stuff out and head out for one last dinner. The apartment is in the Astoria area in Queens. I was told by the owner that this was a nice area, she might be a bit biased but I thought the neighborhood wasn’t that bad. It was within walking distance of a lot of stuff especially the metro. I was told that there was a restaurant row nearby and I thought to go there for one last lunch before I leave for the airport.

There was a small Japanese restaurant serving ramen. The shop was tiny and it can only fit a few tables. Real estate is expensive so this was to be expected. I had some ramen which was supposed to be their specialty. I had my doubts when I found out that the owner wasn’t Japanese, I believe he was Korean. True enough the ramen wasn’t anything like the Japanese ramen I know and love. However, it wasn’t bad. It was just different. Don’t come here looking for tonkotsu ramen, you will get something different. Even the karaage is more like fried chicken with sweet chili sauce. Perhaps and authentic taste wasn’t what they were after. If that was the case, then it is okay. I wouldn’t be bringing my friends for ramen here though, there would be better places for that elsewhere, especially in New York City.

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