The only thing better than waking up to this…is waking up and jumping into this.
Yo Paul, you need to bring Sarah to one of these!
But all good things come to an end to get replaced by other good things.
We had a pretty tight schedule to follow and I spent over an hour trying to figure out how to fit a ramen shop in on our way home. When we arrived in Atami I had about 20 min to spare so I ran to Amakara Honpo (雨風本舗) and downed a bowl in 5.
The shop was small with only 7 I’m-almost-sitting-on-the-next-guys-lap seats and the master was hard at work cranking out bowl after bowl.
The Shoyu Ramen was dark, deep, and effing good. Just the way I like it.
I couldn’t confirm if the noodles were homemade but they sure tasted like it. There’s gotta be some Shirakawa roots here.
Anyway, we made it back to Tokyo just in time. いいね！Can you believe this billboard in Ginza? (fyi, the likes are supposed to represent what the girls are wearing and not the actual girls.)
Dinner with the president! Kumamoto-style!
The chicken wings and satsuma-age were my fave.
And you know we had to close things off with noodles.
As always, thank you mister president.