Every time I go to New York, I try to strategically plan my meals to integrate as many places on my List as possible. This past weekend, I had a group dinner at momofuku ssam bar, and the next day I had an entire day in the city of endless possibilities at my disposal. Because it was 60 degrees and sunny when I left D.C., I severely underestimated the chill and wind I would face in New York. After spending all of Saturday battling the cold (and purchasing a scarf along the way), all I wanted on Sunday was a hot bowl of ramen.
On a prior visit, I went to momofuku noodle bar, so this time, I set out for Ippudo NY. On my way there, I made a pit stop on a bench in Washington Square Park because I was captivated by a pianist playing on a grand piano in the middle of the park. Once I was chilled to the bone, I continued on my way.
When I arrived at Ippudo, the bar and entryway were packed, spilling onto the sidewalk, with patrons waiting for a seat in the small-ish ramen shop. I heard the host tell the guy in front of me that the wait for his party would be 60 to 90 minutes. I almost turned around and walked out, but I’m happy I stayed and asked because the wait for one was only 15 minutes.
Although there were many items on the menu that caught my eye, I decided that my first visit should give the classics a try. I ordered the pork buns and classic hakata ramen:
Now, I know Ippudo is legendary and all that, and I certainly enjoyed my meal. . . but it didn’t nudge out my beloved Toki!
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