There’s nothing like waking up and grabbing a bowl of ramen from Eifukucho Taishoken.
I’ve done this countless times now and each time I end up complaining that I ate too much.
But this is all part of the ET experience. You subject yourself to ramen torture, complain about it, then wind up craving it again and again. The assistant is now a believer.
I hardly ever eat “instant” ramen anymore, but we just happened to have a few packs of these lying around work and I was curious to taste just how yum yum it really was.
Anyway, I took a cab home after work (since I don’t have a bike anymore) and it was the smelliest cab ride ever! The driver must have taken a dip in the Bog of Eternal Stench.
If I think about it, the driver actually looked a lot like Ludo…