Imagine it was 1949 and you were walking along the banks of the Zenpukuji river from Honancho to Ogikubo in search of a ramen shop named after a strange man.
Imagine that you found it and the strange man also had a strange wife.
Imagine a bowl that you could gladly eat everyday regardless of your mood or the weather.
Imagine it was the best shoyu ramen you've ever had. It was close...
Imagine a world where emptiness is fabulous.
Imagine a peaceful walk through one of the coolest parks in all of Tokyo.
Imagine being watched...
Imagine...
Just imagine....
yeah, yeah, fuck you...lol I'm messing. One day though I'll be able to see something like that myself. Good post Keizo.<--- (too informal from a stranger?)
ReplyDeleteGood post.
ReplyDeleteHi Keizo,
ReplyDeleteAwesome. So is this Top 5 Shoyu for you? :)