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Squid Ink Ramen

Squid Ink Ramen

I have a morbid fascination for black food. If it’s black, I want it and I don’t care if I can’t even pronounce three syllables of it. And if it’s black because it’s been stained by squid ink, even better!

Told you I’d take a pretty picture.

I took a good long time deciding how I was going to eat this, and because I wanted to be able to taste every nuance in the strands, I thought eating it cold would be best. This tasted just like regular egg ramen, and even better with the slgihtly spicy shio (salt) seasoning it came with. And this was only half of the portion from a packet from Isetan. I guess I really don’t eat much when I cook for myself.

And Adam, yes, this was my simple ramen lunch before I met you guys at the studio and drowned you with cookies. XD

I haven’t had maggie mee in years, and now I’ve upgraded to ramen. I don’t know when I’ve become such a snob. Yea I see your everlasting support of me, Ashley. Our level of snobbery will soar to greater heights. Well it’s burning a hole in my pocket. Psh.

I haven’t seen squid ink ramen in regular supermarkets, although the cooking method is the same.

I find it interesting what writer’s block does to different individuals. For my case, it makes me cranky and I feel like gnawing my finger off. Or having that last half of squid ink ramen…

Want cheap ramen?

A noodle spree cannot be styled into a classy picture. Period.

Forget about my hunt for Singapore’s best ramen.

Why spend an average of $15 in one sitting, to pick out the subjective best from what seems to be dozens of new ramen joints flowering up all over the country, to guzzle high sodium, fat-saturated soups and slurp up ramen portions which are clearly out of my league? And they seem to all be, to quote Anthony Bourdain, “A hideous, generic sprawl of soul-destroying sameness”.

If I want to find the Best _______ (insert appropriate latest food fad), I’m not about to sacrifice my health thank you very much.

But that isn’t to say I’m never eating ramen out ever again, only that I’ll do so when I feel like it. And hey, if I happen to stumble across the ramen that blows my socks off to the Land Of The Rising Sun, well good for me. I’ll be sure to let you know all about it.  

In the meantime, I think my current ramen, udon, soba windfall from Scotts Isetan on Saturday should tide me over till my future fateful encounter.

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