I was perusing Yelp looking for a good ramen house to go to before I had to fly back to The Bay.
This spot had high marks.
Japanese owned.
Close to McCarran International Airport.
Good for the "I just got here, lets get a quick bite in me before I lose all my money" mission
On the flip side, good for that dismal "I lost all my money, let's get a quick bite in me before I fly my broke ass home" mission.
This place delivered in the sense that I was pleasantly surprised to find this quality in a strip mall.
Sapporos were ice cold.
Curry was good.
Gyoza was good.
Katsu was good.
Noodles had perfect consistency and texture. It just feels weird to me to say "al dente" in describing ramen...
Dashi....no where near the level of Santa Ramen in San Mateo.
Are they using that disgusting Las Vegas water to make their stock?
I mean, it didn't taste bad, it didn't even not taste good...
It just didn't taste.... great. You know, that "Holy s--t I really shouldn't be drinking all this broth but I can't stop" great.
If you've ever had ramen that good, you know what I mean.
When the noodles were gone, I stopped slurping.
Then my broke ass flew home.