Ramen Danbo (a8/12a Thái Văn Lung, Bến Nghé) My last experience with Ramen Danbo was patiently waiting in line in Naha, Okinawa while 30 or more Chinese tourists stood in front of me all vying for a spot at the counter. I managed to get in after about 20 minutes and sat as far away from other humans as possible. Ramen is alone time. Ramen is not the chance to make new friends. Ramen has to be studied and enjoyed and savoured without the folly of conversation. If in doubt, just watch Tampopo, and pay close attention to the scene when the old man is teaching the young man about eating Ramen. This is gospel. This is why I named a pop-up ramen place in Oslo after the film.
The bowl arrived steaming hot. Everything was perfect. It tasted identical to the one in Japan. This time I was with some friends, but the enjoyment was still true. The noodles were firm, the broth deep, unctuous and rich, the pork thin and succulent, the egg cooked to perfection. No negatives to say about my second time at Danbo. It may be in a different country, but they are keeping their standards sky-high. 9/10
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