This is my third time hanging out with gramps at my secret ramen-ya. Yeah, I’ve started to call him gramps because he seems to treat me like the grandson he never had and plus he feels like the gramps I’ve never had. He’s one cool old dude.
I ordered the gyoza and was surprised to see that he wraps each one upon being ordered.
And that explains why they taste so fresh.
Although I was craving the shoyu ramen, I decided to go with the gomoku soba. I was curious to see his version of it.
And that’s when gramps brought me some cold tofu on the house.
Did you hear? Gramps is letting me work here on my days off beginning 8/3! He said he’ll teach me everything on the menu! And since this is not just a ramen shop, I’ll be able to learn how to cook other things like curry, stir-fry, etc. I feel so fortunate.