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| - I had my first taste of Japanese Ramen in this year of 2014, and have decided that it will be a regular occurrence in my life. When I cannot have ramen, I shall watch documentaries about ramen. When I found out through the all-knowing wisdom of Yelp Queen Jennifer K. that there was a uptown ramen shop near my dwelling hole, I immediately called the nearest Jew, and we set out for his first taste of the magical bowl of wonderfulness.
Niwatei is located within J-Town, and shares the floor with another restaurant, which can be confusing when visiting for the first time. The restaurant open its doors, but does not offer anything until 11:30am. The selection of ramen, or any food items are limited. I would take this as a good sign and assume they specialize in what they serve. Maybe they do, maybe they don't. When the food came, we were anything but impressed. The soup base lacked the intense flavour that overwhelmed my emotions the first time around elsewhere, and the texture of the noodles was different, and slightly awkward in getting used to. The soft-boiled eggs were a tad on the hard side, and I found the meat to be slightly too lean.
I felt slightly embarrassed to have hyped my friend about the miracles of ramen, as he seemed to share the my feelings towards his dish. I compensated by ordering some appetizers, but that didn't make much of a difference. I am not discerning enough to render whether this was good or bad ramen, I can only say I wasn't impressed by it.
I promised my friend we'd go for some potato latkes later.
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