Lately, I have been obsessed with Ramen…
I think my obsession started when I watched Juzo Itami’s Tampopo a few years ago with my friend Yana.
A truck driver stops at a small family-run noodle shop and decides to help its fledgling business. The story is intertwined with various vignettes about the relationship of love and food.—Tampopo (1985)
I went to visit her one day, and she had just come back from Singapore and she said: ” So, do you want to see a movie about Ramen?”
“What the heck is Ramen?“—I said.
She explained to me that, Ramen means Noodles. She also said that people everywhere say it wrong. The usually say “Ramen Noodles“, in effect saying: “Noodles Noodles“. It’s just Ramen.
I think we never finished watching the movie. She is the kind of person that gets easily distracted and someone came to visit… 🙂
When I came to the USA, I knew that this was the kind of place where you could find every kind of food in the world.
I came to live in Connecticut, which is in close proximity to New York so ethnic cuisine was “on the menu” (pun intended) somewhere close by.
My son Carlos, who graduated from a Culinary Arts school, introduced me to the restaurant Mecha Noodle Bar, here in Fairfield CT.
There, the obsession got renewed!
I had the wonderful Tonkotsu, a combination of pork ramen, chase, spicy sprouts, egg, and scallion.
I wanted more!!
The search took us to Kawa Ni in Westport, CT. And boy, is it good!!
I am addicted!!
I thought, “hey this seems simple enough, why don’t you make it?”
I have been perfecting my ramen-fu.
I don’t have all the exotic ingredients, but I think I have perfected the process enough to get it where it’s going to be my own interpretation and flavors.
Enjoying this is really satisfying and cooking it fresh gives me such a sense of accomplishment.
I leave you with the images. I hope you like them. I gotta go finish watching Tampopo…