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| - THE SCENARIO:
So I was really craving some noodles and ramen after rolling out of bed one Sunday (hangover, dehydration, headache, couldn't be bothered to cook, etc etc) so I decided to prowl through Toronto and go to the place that had the cheapest bowl of ramen (my sad, hungover self also established a pretty arbitrary scale that also focused on the tradeoff between hunger/distance walked/price). Saw this place with it's $6 bowl of BBQ pork ramen on the menu posted in the window and walked right on in.
THE FOOD:
The ramen was pretty solid - nice, hot, salty sodium-water (I mean, broth) and a chunk of thin egg noodles. Pretty good heap of boy chow (my weekly 1 serving of veggies) and a generous amount of BBQ pork (deliciously fatty and soggy from the broth). I entered alone and ended up getting seated at a table for six since they had no other open tables, and proceeded to attack my ramen in the most unwomanly way possible, slurping up a storm and drinking every last drop of broth. But hey, it's ok because they have plastic tablecloths.
THE SERVICE:
Practically nonexistent. I think the restaurant is family owned, because the middle aged man was waiting on all of the tables by himself and a middle aged woman was sitting in the back peeling veggies and wrapping wontons. Since it was a Sunday, it seemed like some of the kids were there to help to, although they kept bringing the rice or tea to the wrong tables and the middle aged man (the dad?) was getting visibly annoyed at them. Gist of the story is - do not expect good service, or honestly, even service at all. The dad definitely seemed to be waiting all of the tables by himself, and was rushing back and forth from the kitchen. A few of the patrons were definitely getting visibly annoyed. They seemed to have forgotten to bring one dish that a neighboring table ordered, and they pretty much ignored me the entire time I was there. I had to go up to the register to pay because I couldn't figure out how to get my check otherwise.
THE CONCLUSION:
6.00$ for some good old Chinese comfort food - would come again!
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