(Jl. Tukad Batanghari 10 B, Denpasar, Dauh Puri Klod)
In the hunt for great bowls of Ramen all over the world, one has to contend with disappointment. It's part and parcel of narrowing down the search and finding those golden tickets in the most unlikely of locations. Today was not one of them.
I should have trusted my gut instinct upon entering the shabby interior with paint scraping off the walls and one waiter playing with his phone in the far corner, oblivious to life. I perused the horribly out of focus menu and decided to risk the Tonkotsu Ramen because the other one bragged about "lashings of sweetcorn", which in my book does NOT belong... it's like pineapple on pizza.
Here it came. Thank goodness I ordered the small portion. First taste: butter..... butter... BUTTER? This wasn't Sapporo style where they frequently lob a huge chunk of butter in for shits and giggles. The taste was overpowering and ruined the whole broth for me. Besides, this wasn't close to Tonkotsu broth, it was neither rich nor milky from hours of cooking down bones. The egg was nothing to write home about. The noodles were completely over-cooked so they stuck together, but the biggest disappointment was the Chashu. It was so tough that some parts were impossible to bite off. The flavour of the pieces I could wrangle away were decent, but the whole point is "melt-in-your-mouth".
Steer clear of this place on all accounts.