Growing up, I remember craving instant ramen for breakfast. My dad wouldn’t let me. He said it didn’t have any nutrients.
As a grown-up, I eat instant ramen whenever I want to – breakfast, lunch or dinner. It’s my comfort food for all seasons. After a bad day at work, slurping up the noodles makes me feel better. When I have a cold, the savory broth soothes my throat.
I have this “anything goes” attitude when it comes to my instant ramen. I like to add fried eggs and butter to the hot noodles. I also mix in leftover veggies to the broth.
When possible, I love fresh ramen. My favorite spot for handmade noodles is Sapporo-ya in San Francisco’s Japantown. This is my personal ramen heaven: a window seat at Sapporo-ya, where I can do some people-watching on the street below and gazing at steam rising from a big bowl of hot broth, noodles, veggies, meat and seafood.
If I didn’t have any attachments in the U.S., I’d head to Japan and learn how to make the perfect bowl of ramen.