I just can’t get enough of Japanese food. Given
a chance, I’ll live in Japan and eat all the salmon sashimi I could get my
hands on. But of course, that would be too much. So let’s throw in some ramen.
There you go. That is the life. Okay, I kid. But I really am too attached to
Japanese cuisine. I was so thrilled when I got an email from them before giving
me a heads up on their new dishes. I was out of the country then but I promised
Riza of Ikkoryu Fukuoka that I will drop by as soon as I’m back. Well, fine, it
wasn’t as soon as I anticipated as there were just too many new restaurants to
visit. But Black Day was the perfect day for some ramen love.
For some reason, J and I meet on the 14th of the month. It started with Valentine’s Day where we traded gifts. (Hey, single people can celebrate Valentine’s Day too you know.) It was followed by Pi/Pie/White Day where we had some beer can chicken and finally, Black Day. And yes, I forced J to wear black.
For some reason, J and I meet on the 14th of the month. It started with Valentine’s Day where we traded gifts. (Hey, single people can celebrate Valentine’s Day too you know.) It was followed by Pi/Pie/White Day where we had some beer can chicken and finally, Black Day. And yes, I forced J to wear black.
We actually had no idea where to eat when we met
but since we were both famished, we had to think fast. We eliminated the cuisines
we do not fancy that night and ended up with around four restaurants to choose
from. J initially crossed out ramen but remembered his Monday ramen nights and
finally gave in to have dinner at Ikkoryu Fukuoka.
The place wasn’t as packed compared to when it first
opened (where wait time was around 30 minutes to an hour). The servers were
very attentive and gave us menus as soon as we sat down.
