I am completely enchanted by this ramen place on the south side of Nakano. The broth is strong, and the chefs so delinquent chic and absurdly polite. It’s not only delicious porky food, it’s also a spiritual “power spot.”
I don’t usually post food photos here, but I have to make an exception for ramen. There is something so porky and so satisfying about this common food.
There must be hundreds of ramen shops in Nakano, each with its own version. My current favorite is “Yokohama” style, on south side of the JR station, and features yankii-ish young cooks who are always wear towels on their sweaty heads.
Ramen is a health food and spirit recharger. It’s like chicken soup for Japanese, only tastier. This post is timed for someone else’s religious holiday: see what you’re missing!