Sometimes you don’t realize how long you’ve known someone, until you randomly spot an old photo that brings back all sorts of memories.
Here is an 8-year-old photo of myself and a few friends from college. You may recognize the fellow with the soul patch to the far left, standing next to me. That’s Max, he has been on several of my blog posts. But this blog post is about my friend Akane, (the young lady to the far right dressed in all black.)
Hey folks, Joan again.
I have begun my quest for tsukemen! Because I was in Santa Monica visiting Michelle, I couldn’t resist going to Kotoya again! (Yes, I love that place…)
It was a Friday night and the restaurant was packed! We didn’t sit at the bar this time.
Hi everyone, Joan here.
The first time we wrote a post like this was back in February: The Blog Post You Have All Been Waiting For! Since then, I’ve tried some new places for ramen and I’m now ready to make another quarterly report.
Remember, these are based on my personal preferences; what I thought tasted good and my overall experience. Hopefully my descriptions can give you an idea of what kind of ramen you are looking for!
5. Ramen Yukinoya, Arcadia
Max is gonna kill me for getting ramen without him again! Oops.
I sat in for my friend Max’s reggae band, Bodhi Rock, at the Basement Tavern during Cinco de Mayo. Since I was only supposed to play during the second and third set, I went to Santa Monica early enough to grab some dinner with my friends, Matt and Angie. Although I’ve been there several times, I couldn’t resist going to Kotoya Japanese Ramen.
Red Ramen Level 2
This afternoon, I went on a ramen run with my cousins! They’ve heard of my ramen runs and have always wanted to try good ramen. They all live in the Hacienda/Rowland Heights area so we met up at Daikokuya. Being that I have been there several times, I wanted to try something different. I ordered their Tsukemen, and everyone else ordered the Daikoku Ramen, and one ordered it with kotteri (soup extracted from back fat.)
My birthday is apparently not over. I just had birthday ramen with Angie and Matt when I returned from San Francisco. Then Sean decided to take me out for birthday ramen again on Tuesday! I chose Men Oh Tokushima Ramen in Little Tokyo, since Sean has not been and I wanted to try their classic tonkotsu broth.
Very simple menu
“T.A.E.” stands for Total Asian Experience, a series of blog posts that started almost three years ago. A total Asian experience would be a routine of activities every time we go on a ramen run in Hacienda/Rowland Heights.
After having average ramen in San Francisco, I really needed to “goodly corrupt” my taste buds with better ramen. This past Sunday, my friend Angie wanted to take Matt and I out for ramen to celebrate our birthdays. I just had my birthday last week and Matt will have his later this week. We went to Ajisen in Rowland Heights.
Where the magic happens. View from bar seating.
Joan here. Just so you know, the reason why we went up to San Francisco, other than to have a jolly ol’ time, was because of my birthday! Check out some of the cute gifts Tanya got me!
I ❤ Ramen mug and ramen keychain!!!
Joan: We embarked on another epic ramen run in San Francisco!! We arrived in San Fran on Wednesday and one of the things we had to do was have ramen there. Of course, we weren’t familiar with any ramen spots there and it seemed that SF did not have a thriving ramen scene. There are not that many ramen houses in town, but mostly restaurants that happen to serve ramen. After some exploring in the city, we yelped some places and the first place that popped up closest to us with higher ratings was a Japanese restaurant, Hisago, in Inner Richmond.
Tanya: I was really excited about ramen in San Francisco but when I also heard that it wasn’t as big of a hit like it was in SoCal it bummed me out a wee bit but I was still excited.
This past Sunday night, I had ramen with an old friend of mine, Jeraldin. I had not seen her in over 10 years! Jeraldin and I went to school together back when we both lived in Hawaii. When I recently found out she moved to Santa Monica, we started hanging out. We met up for a ramen dinner then went to the Basement Tavern to watch my friend, Max, and his awesome reggae band, Bodhi Rock.
I wanted to check out a new ramen place, but most ramen places around were closed early on a Sunday night. Luckily, Kotoya, one of my favorite ramen joints, their last call was at 9:30. When we got there, there was a smaller crowd and we immediately sat ourselves at the bar. Everyone that works there, are so nice. It always felt good to walk in and everyone, including the chefs, would greet you. I think they recognize me by now, as they seemed to have the look on their faces that they were glad to see me again. Well, I hope they were glad to see me back. (Last time I was there, I showed up piss drunk and going off on some crazy rant… Haha.)