I was driving through the vast cultural wasteland that is Sherman Oaks as I left my accountant's office, and wondering what I could blog about. Then I saw it. A sign for ramen. My son Aidan and I are a little obsessed with ramen. I told him I am not going to worry about him in college at all now that I know he knows how to make his own ramen. I hung a hard right into the mini-mall and pulled up to Koraku Ramen. The menu was really interesting. I thought about ordering the Tenshin Men - a shrimp omelette with ramen over a soy-sauce based soup. This entree would combine my love of eggs, and shrimp, and ramen...sounded too good to be true. It might be really weird and disappointing...I wavered. I started to realize that almost every other item on the menu had pork, which sort of bummed me out (I have never been a fan of the "other" white meat.) The waitress informed me they could make any dish without pork. Whew! I ended up ordering the House Special ramen, which had all sorts of exotic vegetables in it, and eel to boot. When I got to the car (I'm a big car eater,) I realized this is possibly the least driving-friendly meal, but I had to get over the hill on the good ol 405, so this is just the reality I had to deal with. I also realized I couldn't chow down on much of this soup right now because it was piping, piping hot. After a few sips I decided the flavors were great. And then I saw the side container which I opened up - the ramen is separate! I was loving the ramen bowl, and i hadn't even added the ramen yet. Needless to say, after the ramen was added it was a perfect bowl of food. I slurped a little before I got on the freeway. Over the hill, after I got off at Wilshire (doh, should have gotten off at Sunset and avoided all this congestion) at a red light I slurped a little more. At my next appointment I slurped up even more, never even getting halfway through the takeout tub. I can't wait to go back to Koraku. I'm starting to like the Valley. A little.
I was driving through the vast cultural wasteland that is Sherman Oaks as I left my accountant's office, and wondering what I could blog about. Then I saw it. A sign for ramen. My son Aidan and I are a little obsessed with ramen. I told him I am not going to worry about him in college at all now that I know he knows how to make his own ramen. I hung a hard right into the mini-mall and pulled up to Koraku Ramen. The menu was really interesting. I thought about ordering the Tenshin Men - a shrimp omelette with ramen over a soy-sauce based soup. This entree would combine my love of eggs, and shrimp, and ramen...sounded too good to be true. It might be really weird and disappointing...I wavered. I started to realize that almost every other item on the menu had pork, which sort of bummed me out (I have never been a fan of the "other" white meat.) The waitress informed me they could make any dish without pork. Whew! I ended up ordering the House Special ramen, which had all sorts of exotic vegetables in it, and eel to boot. When I got to the car (I'm a big car eater,) I realized this is possibly the least driving-friendly meal, but I had to get over the hill on the good ol 405, so this is just the reality I had to deal with. I also realized I couldn't chow down on much of this soup right now because it was piping, piping hot. After a few sips I decided the flavors were great. And then I saw the side container which I opened up - the ramen is separate! I was loving the ramen bowl, and i hadn't even added the ramen yet. Needless to say, after the ramen was added it was a perfect bowl of food. I slurped a little before I got on the freeway. Over the hill, after I got off at Wilshire (doh, should have gotten off at Sunset and avoided all this congestion) at a red light I slurped a little more. At my next appointment I slurped up even more, never even getting halfway through the takeout tub. I can't wait to go back to Koraku. I'm starting to like the Valley. A little.
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