Do you know when NYC has those windy, wet days when your umbrella would just give up on you? That was me during my last visit. My umbrella wouldn’t cut it and I didn’t want to take the chance going out and about with it. But the weather was making me crave for a hot bowl of ramen, and out of all the places I knew (including the old Ramen Takumi near Washington Square Park), Momofuku was begging me to try them out.
Momofuku was in my bucket list for a long time, dating as far back as when Chef David Chang would appear on TV, recounting his experiences learning the art of ramen in Japan. I just couldn’t find the time to eat there, or maybe that was a poor excuse for being lazy. So that day I decided it was time to stop procrastinating and brave the stormy weather for a bowl of ramen. (My coworker later on tagged along too.) Without a reservation.
Yep. We waited for 40 minutes before we got a table at the bar… Which was nice, though I would have wanted to sit down in a table.
I already knew what I was going to order. No trip to Momofuku’s Noodle Bar would be complete without its pork buns. It would be a sin not to order it. Loved the hoisin and cucumber. They should have peking duck buns. I would be their first customer.
I devoured it in 10 seconds. Starving because I didn’t have anything to eat for dinner other than waste myself in a Gunmetal Blue drink at Porchlight and some snacks.
Next: Smoked Pork Ramen. I savored every slurp of ramen and bit the delicious piece of pork belly dripping with oil. Broke the perfectly poached egg and coated the noodles with yolk and more.
My coworker ordered ginger scallion noodles topped with shitake mushrooms, cucumber and wakame.She asked for some chicken breast on it which looked really delicious.
Ticking off something in your bucket list felt awesome. A ramen night was even better. Momofuku Noodle Bar, 18 years later, still one of the best ramen in NYC.