Late night is not my best time. I'm not sure how I wrangled myself a job that requires me to work until the wee hours of the morning (12:15 is wee hours for me--quit judging my Golden Girl sensibilities). But late night is okay when it means amazing ramen at Ichiza after work.
They only had one ramen left, but luckily my friend and I wanted each a half order. Yummmmm. I'm not sure what they do to their pork belly, but it is full of deliciousness. I think fairies sprinkle it with happy dust before they plop it in your bowl. It melts in your mouth with fairy dust deliciousness.
It's really tiny in here, only seating about 50-60 people, but it's well worth it...especially after you get done working and just want to unwind with a bowl of broth and noodles and bean sprouts.
Late night happens for me so infrequently, but Ichiza makes staying up past 10 p.m. worth it.