my friend dragged me here to eat the "best ramen in Toronto" but all i got was disgustingly soft noodles and a piece of some old japanese man's leather shoe cleverly disguised as a slice of pork. the whole time i had to listen to a bunch of drunk white guys sprout off bad japanese at the waitresses. if you actually like kinton ramen then you're probably the same type of person who unironically goes to starbucks.