#best ramen midtown

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What are your fave nyc places to eat? I'm visiting there soon and I want some new places to try

Oh this is my favorite subject. OK. Pause on everything else. As a disclaimer my favorite thing to do is dine out solo and eat at the bar with whatever paperbacks have been floating around in my bag. So my recommendations are geared toward that purpose. Off the top of my head:

Good Fucking Luck getting in but Dhamaka if you can manage. It's just that good. I am a ramen junkie and believe that Ippudo NY still has the best bowl of tonkotsu in the city, but I am also fond of Ichiran, Ivan Ramen, Momosan, and of course the OG Momofuku Noodle Bar. Other kinds of noodles: Xi'an Famous Foods remains legit, and get the sesame noodles + everything else at Hwa Yuan. A bowl of pasta and a negroni at I Sodi is one of my favorite luxuries. No No No has solid yakitori and ramen/sushi to boot. Cocoron on Delancey for curry dipping soba. Dirty French for slutty bistro fare and people-watching.

Darbar Grill is my favorite Indian buffet in Midtown; not that you should spend a lot of time in Midtown. Taste From Everest has really delicious, affordable Nepali food in Curry Hill. Ma La Project is old reliable for me and my mom on theater nights. You do in fact have to eat at Katz's Deli if you haven't yet, just go at like midnight after you've seen a show at Bowery Ballroom and you're hammered. Get khachapuri and a tarragon soda at Oda House. Somtum Der has Isan Thai cuisine that will knock your socks off and you absolutely MUST order the grilled coconut rice which comes on skewers and you can dip it into a pot of spicy broth from one of your other entrees. Heaven.

Also, go to Tomi Jazz and tell me how it is.

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ryan ross iceberg tier 3

tier 1, tier 2, tier 4, tier 5, tier 6, tier 7, tier 8

into the waters:

cricket and clover:

also known as the cabin album, this is the scrapped album that panic! wrote in 2007 when they locked themselves in a cabin in nevada (hence the nickname). according to a tweet from jon, 14 songs were written for the album, only 3 of which ever saw the light of day [i]. however, this tweet seems to have been deleted.

one song was folkin’ around, which of course made it onto pretty. odd.

another was nearly witches, which made it on vices & virtues, but the demo version is very different from the official version. you can listen to the demo here [ii].

the last song that we know of from this album is it’s true love. this song was performed once in 2007 at summerfest; unfortunately, the quality isn’t the best [iii]. however, this song still gives good insight into what the album would’ve sounded like, which is very different from fever but similar to pretty odd (although sources state the album still sounded very different from both previous and future works) [iv].

the album was intended to be a concept album, with each song leading into the next story wise. it would tell a love story between two people named cricket and clover [iv].

in 2018, jon also tweeted that he found some cricket and clover demos at his dad’s house, but it seems he does not have the authority to release them [iv]. genius also released a number of song titles, but jon also said that those names were not accurate [i].

we also have this image of ryan’s handwritten lyrics for songs unreleased from the album.

besides these small snippets of information, it’s safe to assume this album will remain lost to time forever, unless someone gives jon the permission to leak the demos (please).

i’m afraid that i:

on the 2006 summer tour, and specifically on live in denver, panic! covered karma police by radiohead. this entry refers to a part of that song in which ryan sings the line “i’m afraid that i.” ryan fans became obsessed with this clip and it’s taken on a life of its own.

you smell like a slut:

this also references a clip from the live in denver dvd. rather than explaining it, i’ll just let the video explain itself.

the moat:

in 2010, ryan tweeted at one of his friends that he could “float in [ryan’s] moat until he gets settled,” implying that ryan has a moat around his house [v].

i also found this panic! confession, but i’m not sure of the legitimacy of the claim nor of the house in the photo actually being the home ryan lived in (i hope it wasn’t) [vi].

eta: i think that actually is his house because in a podcast, he talks about how people have shown up to his house and made him scared to even open the door for the mailman :( with that being said, i removed the original image because i don't feel comfortable having a pic of his house in this (idk if he still lives there, but regardless). it is still in the source i linked if you're really curious, but it should go without saying that no one should show up to his house.

it’s the end of the electric guitar era:

this is a clip from the documentary, the calendar business, in which ryan says he was so frustrated with one of his guitars. so, he said “it’s the end of the electric guitar era” and burned it.

i’ll also link the full documentary here because it’s an interesting watch itself! [vii]

coachella:

for a few years, ryan went to coachella. i know he was definitely at 2015 and 2016, but also maybe 2011 and 2013 [viii].

he was also pictured with cristofer drew at one of them (nevershoutnever) which doesn’t mean anything significant; it’s just an interesting tidbit to me because nsn started my emo phase lmao

gabe saporta:

my king.

gabe saporta, formerly of midtown and cobra starship (both incredible bands that you should check out), was an absolute icon of fueled by ramen bandom. in the presplit days, he and ryan were buddies, as were most bands on that label, but after the divorce ryan got to keep gabe. they used to frequently post on instagram hanging out. we don’t really see them together much these days, but to be fair, ryan disappeared from the internet and gabe is the father of two kids. so i’m sure they’re still friends offline!

there is also this absolutely iconic friends or enemies interview that gabe did with ryan that everyone should watch here [ix] (also guy ripley saying “delicious” in the background at the end means everything to me).

vicky t:

victoria asher, professionally known as vicky t, is another former member of cobra starship. she and ryan did hang out in the presplit days of course, but also some in the post split days. it seems she remained friends with all of panic! though.

however, vicky is extremely problematic and transphobic, which is detailed more here [x]. she also works with britney spears these days, and from what i can tell, britney’s fans do not have good things to say about vicky. but this is really not the place to dive into that.

keltie and jac podcast and books:

so kitty from glee and two of ryan ross’ exes start a podcast…

seriously though, keltie knight, jac vanek, and becca tobin run a podcast called lady gang, and ketlie and jac have discussed ryan on it before. in this interview from 2017, they say that they met because of a mutual ex, saying, “he was kind of known for a minute” and, “we don’t speak the name; it’s like voldemort.” [xi]. they also say they’re not sure if he’s still alive, and well…valid. in a tumblr post from 2018, an anon states that keltie talked about selling ryan’s clothes in an episode and that she and jac were saying mean things about him [xii]. also, in this podcast episode from last year, jac and keltie talk about ryan from about 05:25 to 08:10; they wonder if he has a girlfriend and what he is up to now, and keltie talks about how she regrets being messy in the relationship and writing her book, and how she tried to contact him when hobo died [xiii].

i’ve already talked about it some before, but in 2010, keltie released a book called “rockettes, rockstars, and rockbottom.” this book has an entire section dedicated to her relationship with ryan called “the dreamer” – the dreamer being the alias she uses to refer to him throughout. when describing the beginning of their relationship, she talks about how young he was very often, saying he was still a child and that he had a hard time passing for even 14, amongst other examples. as i said in tier 2, the age gap in their relationship was important because of the power dynamics, as evidenced in the book. from what i gather from the book, their relationship was messy, codependent, and, for lack of a better word, toxic. keltie is allowed to talk about her life, but it doesn’t sit right with me that she went into intimate detail about their relationship when ryan is such a private person. ryan was definitely not innocent in this relationship either, though; they both had their issues that they needed to work out on their own rather than keltie trying to fix ryan or him wanting her to. luckily, as i said before, keltie does regret writing the book at least.

if for some reason you’re interested in reading her book, you can find it for free here [xiv]. you just need to make an internet archive account and check it out hourly.

(also a side note that i did in fact listen to lady gang and read keltie’s book for this entry, so please at least give me kudos for that if nothing else)

5th member of 1d:

on march 25, 2015, zayn malik left one direction, and so naturally, people wanted to fuck with their fans. someone edited the official 1d wikipedia page and added ryan under their list of current members. 1d fans on twitter subsequently had meltdowns, exclaiming “WHO IS RYAN ROSS” (i mean c’mon they were in an emotional, vulnerable state). ryan ended up changing his twitter bio to say, “NOT in 1D” and made a tweet about it [xv].

scholarship:

when panic! was first getting its start, ryan received a full scholarship from the university of nevada las vegas for writing. however, he dropped out after one semester to focus on the band, which his dad did not approve of.

he talks about it in live in denver from 58:45 until 59:18 [xvi].

the boy who blocked his own shot:

this is song by brand new off their 2003 album deja entendu (fuck jesse lacey). it’s on this iceberg because ryan loved this song and posted about it on his lj a lot, along with the rest of the album. i know he specifically quoted another song, okay i believe you but my tommy gun don’t, as well.

blinkexists@aol.com:

when ryan was a teenager, this was his email. in fact, it is the email he used to communicate with pete wentz. pete talked about it in this interview with mark hoppus, starting at 02:00 [xvii].

moulin rouge:

this is a movie musical released in 2001 that ryan was obsessed with and one of his favorite movies. i don’t really have any other source for this than trust me bro, but i promise it’s true.

original singer for panic!:

when panic! first started, and even when brendon initially joined the band, ryan was the singer. however, they heard brendon singing back up during brand practice one day and asked him to be the singer rather than the guitarist.

ryan and brendon talk about it some in live in denver from 38:46 to 41:23 [xviii]. specifically my favorite quote from this is, “it felt right to have confident sounding lyrics behind a confident voice.”

(also i’m trying to be objective throughout this but let me just say this for context and transparency: i hate brendon urie LMAO)

guitarist ryan ross declined to be interviewed:

in 2015, billboard published this article for the 10 year anniversary of a fever you can’t sweat out [xix]. they reached out to multiple people to interview for the article, including brendon, jon, pete wentz, producer matt squire, manager scott magelberg, and bob mclynn. underneath this, it says spencer and brent could not be reached. it also says, “guitarist ryan ross declined to be interviewed.” people just thought it was funny because he would decline. he is living the hermit life for real.

so that’s all for tier 3. next we move onto a deeper layer, when i really feel like we get into some stuff the average fan wouldn’t know, which i am excited to delve into. gonna be honest though, it’s gonna be a long one.

tier 4

references:

[i] https://panicatthedisco.fandom.com/wiki/Cricket_%26_Clover

[ii] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mfsssP9lwII

[iii] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNE4U5Yy-BE

[iv] https://lostmediawiki.com/Cricket_and_Clover_(partially_found_scrapped_Panic!_At_The_Disco_album;_2007)

[v] https://failross.livejournal.com/61466.html?thread=1787418

[vi] https://panicconfessions.tumblr.com/page/138

[vii] https://vimeo.com/164855487

[viii] https://twitter.com/search?q=ryan%20ross%20coachella&src=typed_query

[ix] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uGe0fR5OM80

[x] https://ocalaghan.tumblr.com/post/157422369150/vickytransphobe-master-post

[xi] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AEwgcmUJbkE

[xii] https://pathetic-at-the-disco.tumblr.com/post/171494458406/keltie-talks-about-selling-ryans-clothes-in-one

[xiii] https://www.podcastone.com/episode/LG-QUICKIE-Not-Gonna-Lie-Part-2

[xiv] https://archive.org/details/rockettesrocksta0000coll/mode/2up

[xv] https://www.altpress.com/one_direction_fans_think_ryan_ross_is_joining_the_bandand_theyre_furious/

[xvi] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLWcbA2fhHI&t=3466s

[xvii] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLD8sHVgEnA

[xviii] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLWcbA2fhHI&t=2326s

[xix] https://www.billboard.com/music/rock/panic-at-the-disco-fever-you-cant-sweat-out-oral-history-pete-wentz-brendon-urie-6707864/

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Late Night Food in Midtown NYC: A Culinary Adventure After Dark

When the sun sets in the vibrant city of New York, the heart of Midtown Manhattan comes alive with a plethora of options for food enthusiasts seeking a delicious late-night feast. As the city that never sleeps, NYC ensures that even after midnight, locals and visitors alike can indulge in a variety of delectable dishes that cater to every palate. From classic eateries to trendy hotspots, here's a guide to experiencing the best corporate happy hour.

One iconic aspect of New York's late-night culinary scene is the food trucks that dot the streets, especially near popular nightlife areas like Times Square and Hell's Kitchen. These food trucks offer an array of mouthwatering options, from cheesy pizzas and juicy burgers to savory tacos and authentic kebabs. The sizzling aroma and bustling atmosphere around these mobile eateries create an unforgettable experience for hungry night owls.

For those seeking a more sit-down experience, Midtown boasts an impressive selection of 24/7 diners and cafes. These classic establishments serve up comfort food favorites like all-day breakfast platters, fluffy pancakes, and hearty sandwiches. Whether you're craving a stack of fluffy buttermilk pancakes or a classic Reuben sandwich, these diners have got you covered, providing a cozy and welcoming ambiance to unwind after a long night.

As one of the most diverse cities in the world, NYC also offers a myriad of late-night options for international cuisine enthusiasts. In Midtown, you can find charming eateries that specialize in cuisines from around the globe. From late-night ramen joints serving steaming bowls of authentic Japanese noodles to 24-hour falafel stands that bring the flavors of the Middle East to your plate, the variety of options is endless.

For the late-night food adventurers looking for a touch of luxury, Midtown NYC has an impressive lineup of upscale restaurants with extended hours. These gourmet establishments offer a sophisticated dining experience with carefully curated menus that include fresh seafood, prime cuts of steak, and elegant cocktails. Indulging in a late-night culinary journey at one of these fine-dining establishments is an excellent way to cap off a memorable evening.

Vegetarians and vegans are not left out in this bustling culinary scene. Midtown offers numerous late-night spots that cater specifically to plant-based diets. From vegan pizzerias with an array of dairy-free cheese options to cafes serving delectable meatless burgers, vegetarians and vegans can savor the city's diverse flavors with ease.

In addition to the traditional eateries, Midtown NYC is home to trendy speakeasies and rooftop bars that serve both innovative cocktails and late-night bites. The chic ambiance, along with delectable small plates and unique cocktails, creates an ideal spot to unwind and enjoy the city's nightlife in style.

In conclusion, Midtown NYC provides an unmatched late-night culinary adventure for locals and visitors alike. With a wide range of options, from food trucks and diners to international cuisine and upscale restaurants, every night owl can find something to satiate their appetite. So, the next time you find yourself wandering the streets of Midtown in the wee hours, embrace the city's gastronomic delights and experience a truly unforgettable late-night food journey.

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Why Japanese Restaurants Are Growing in Popularity in The USA?

More and more American people are getting attracted to top Japanese food restaurants in recent years. The reason behind it is the nutritional values, traditional taste, and health benefits. 

The best Japanese food NYC is a whole-food-based diet rich in plant-based foods, fish, and seafood with minimal added sugar, fat, and animal protein. It is based on traditional Japanese cuisine, popularly known as washoku, which includes small dishes of fresh, simple, and seasonal ingredients. So, if you wish to enjoy a good Japanese food, visit your nearby best Japanese restaurant New York. The Japanese eating pattern is rich in nutrients and provides several health benefits, like improved digestion, longevity, help weight loss, and good overall health. So, if you want to make this healthy cuisine part of your diet, consider visiting a Japanese restaurant in Midtown.

Traditional Japanese Diet: 

The traditional Japanese diet contains minimum processed food, and seasonal foods served in several small dishes. This style emphasizes dishes' natural flavors rather than covering them with seasonings or sauces. The diet is rich in streamed rice, fish, tofu, seaweed, natto, noodles, and fresh or pickled fruits or vegetables but low in fats and added sugars. It may also contain dairy products, eggs, or meat. But these make up a small part of the diet. If you wish to enjoy the best Ichiran ramen USA, visit your nearest Japanese food restaurant in the USA. 

The traditional Japanese diet resembles the Okinawan diet, the eating pattern of those living on the Japanese island of Okinawa. It contrasts with modern-day cuisine, which has strong Chinese and western influences and includes large amounts of processed foods and animal protein. 

How to Follow the Japanese Diet: Japanese meals generally include staple food combined with the main dish, soup, and a few sides. Japanese meals are known for their rich umami flavors that are known as the fifth taste distinct from salty, sour, bitter, and sweet. Naturally, occurring umami enhances the flavors of vegetables and other foods in Japanese cuisine. Another imperative aspect of the Japanese diet is visual appeal. Dishes can be eaten in small bites with the help of chopsticks, and it is believed chopsticks create a rich harmony of flavors.

Cold Barley tea and hot green tea are the beverages of choice, while alcoholic drinks, like sake and beer, are reserved for dinner. Snacks are uncommon at the best Japanese restaurant New York and seldom eaten. 

How to Find Nearby Top Japanese Food Restaurants in the USA?

You can adopt a simple approach if you are looking for Japanese food to treat your taste buds, i.e., go online and search for good Japanese food near me and you will be amazed by the number of results. But make sure to visit a restaurant that serves authentic Japanese food prepared using a traditional approach so that you can taste the authentic taste of Japan. 

Moreover, good Japanese food consists of noodles or steamed rice served with warm soup, soy or seafood-based main dish, and a few side dishes. Japanese food contains high nutritional values and minimally processed food, fats, added sugar, and animal proteins.

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How Can You Spot an Authentic Japanese Restaurant?

Japanese restaurants are present everywhere in the United States. A survey report has found that, there is more than 900 Japanese's restaurant across the nation. Anybody can go to a mall food court and find out that the restaurant is serving chicken teriyaki, presenting it as authentic Japanese food. But, most of them are cheap quality imitators made to offer more American palettes rather than bringing more faithful renditions of dishes and flavors. 

Just one taste of authentic Japanese cuisine shows that, there can be no substitute for Japanese cuisine. If you want authentic Japanese cuisine in one of the best Japanese restaurants Brooklyn, then have a look at some of the things that will help you in spotting an authentic Japanese restaurant:

•    They will serve you authentic sushi: Sushi is one of the famous Japanese cuisines. Presently, because of the popular chains of Japanese restaurants and grocery stores, sushi has become one of the most favorite dishes worldwide. Many restaurants hold back on the ingredients rather than charging the diners more money for less fish. But, authentic sushi makes use of high-quality fish. A sushi-grade fish has a different color that will match the fish's natural flesh. 

Most tuna have a natural maroon color, based on the type, and salmon must have a natural orange or pinkish-orange color. You can tell that a restaurant spares on ingredients when tuna appears dark, or salmon appears grey.

•    Japanese restaurants take pride in presenting their food: One of the critical giveaways of their authenticity is, their food presentation. They give equal importance to both preparations as well as production. Japanese restaurants believe less is a good approach for which mostly their dishes have a small serving. The price also shows the quality of the food and not the quantity. 

Coming to presentation, Japanese dishes are given on small plates in a balanced manner accentuated by palette cleaning garnishes like a shredded daikon radish. You will also find that, all words are given colorful garnishments. 

•    They always stick to their rules: In many metropolitan areas, you will find that, you are offered food promising that they are authentic Japanese food at a low fee. But in reality, you will not find anything so. 

An authentic Japanese restaurant Midtown will have some limited menus that will highlight the unique dishes of the chef. They will always stick to what they know best. Like they will focus on offering the best ramen Midtown.

•    If the Japanese like it, it might be an authentic restaurant: Like many indigenous restaurants and their ethnic consumers, you will find Japanese visiting only the original Japanese restaurants to have ichiran ramen Brooklyn. If you find that, the consumers speak Japanese with the chef or with the waiter, then there is a high chance that you are in the right place. 

So, look for an authentic Japanese restaurant near you!

With all these factors, you can easily spot an authentic Japanese restaurant to relish a delicious meal. They should offer the best quality, authentic Japanese food, including sushi, sake, and steaks that you will love.

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How to Detect the Best Japanese Restaurant in Brooklyn?

Japanese restaurants are available all around the United States. For sure, anyone can essentially make a beeline for their #1 shopping center food court and will figure out a restaurant that shows the popular chicken teriyaki as one of the true Japanese food. But there are numerous modest imitators who cater to a portion of the American ranges as opposed to the dependable version of the customary flavors and dishes of Japan. With only one visit to one of the true and best Japanese restaurants Midtown, you can see that there could be no other substitute and no correlation. 

Would you like to visit a genuine Japanese restaurant and afterward view the absolute most desirable characteristics of genuine Japanese restaurants?

•    Menu mainly involves more fish: Japan is a place where there are  big resources of water and this is the main reason why maximum cuisines are fish focused. The types of food depends on the season. This is the reason why maximum Japanese restaurant Midtown always try to highlight fish in maximum menus. In addition, they also offer dishes Ramen and Yakitori that consist of some meat proteins. So, while selecting the best Japanese restaurant, look for one that offers you the best Ramen Midtown.

•    They generally stick to something best: At times, you probably won't track down the genuine Japanese food in such courses of action. A genuine Japanese restaurant will have a few restricted menus featuring the cook's extraordinary dishes. One of the well-known Japanese dishes is ichiran ramen Brooklyn. They will adhere to what they know is ideal. A genuine Japanese eatery will frequently give the food an  ideal taste, like the best ramen Midtown.

•    If Japanese individuals like it, there is more possibility it's a genuine Japanese restaurant: Like every ethnic eatery and its ethnic purchasers, you could likewise find that a valid Japanese restaurant will be visited by most Japanese. 

In this way, with these significant hints, you can undoubtedly detect a valid and best Japanese restaurant Brooklyn. So why not cheer with some genuine and tasty Japanese items?

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Top Japanese Food You Must Try

International visitors who visit Japan often identify the cuisine as one of the country's top three attractions. As the number of Japanese restaurants throughout the globe grows dramatically, cuisine is becoming more popular as a healthy option. A list of classic Japanese dishes that you may simply prepare at home is as follows:

Onigiri

Basically, onigiri is a rice ball encased in seaweed. Every supermarket and every convenience store carries it! The most well-known Japanese recipes are simple to prepare and often include salt and other ingredients or fillings, such as grilled salmon, pickled plums, or spicy cod roe, in the rice balls. You can get this at the best Japanese restaurant Brooklyn.

Miso 

As the name suggests, this hearty broth is based on the Japanese staple of miso paste and dashi (broth). Other ingredients, such as vegetables or seaweed or even tofu, may be added to the miso broth. In Japanese cuisine, miso soup is often eaten with white rice and grilled fish. People who have never had brown soup may be apprehensive at first, but the mild flavor may be a hit with anybody, regardless of their origin, country or age! You can also try Ichiran ramen Brooklyn.

Nikujaga

Nikujaga is a traditional Japanese dish that has been eaten for generations. In English, it's possible to say "braised beef with potatoes." Pork, potatoes, carrots, onions, and konnyaku noodles are some of the most common components in Nikujaga. Sweetened soy sauce is used to cook them until all the components are tender. In just one dish, you may sample a wide range of flavors and textures. You can get this at the Japanese restaurant Midtown.

Curry rice

Curry Rice literally means "a platter of curry and rice." Late in the 19th century, curry was first brought to Japan from India, and the recipe has evolved through the years. There are a variety of components used in the curry sauce, including meat, potatoes, carrots, onions, and garlic. Curry powder and roux are readily available at most supermarkets. You can also try best ramen Midtown.

Omurice

Rice and omelet are combined in the name "omurice," which was invented in Japan. Despite the dish's appearance, it was created by a Japanese cook in the 19th century! Chicken and ketchup are added to the rice before it is put into an egg-based omelet.

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The Reasons Why Japanese Foods Are So Healthy

Japan is the land that had seen the dawn of human civilization. The country carries a rich heritage, and it has also embraced modernity. You can find a blend of modernity and antiquity everywhere in Japan. For this reason, the country has also become a popular tourism destination. Whenever you visit Japan, you must try the exquisite foods of the country.

If you cannot visit Japan now, you can still try the delicious Japanese foods at the best Japanese restaurant Brooklyn. So, what is so special about Japanese foods? Why are dishes from Japan so healthy? Find the answer to these questions in the following section of this article.

No Unprocessed Foods

Japanese cuisine follows the traditional way of cooking foods, and people did not consume unprocessed foods in the past. Cooking was a hard thing in the past, and thus people had learned various techniques to process their foods. The natural technique for food processing makes foods healthier. Through processing, food items become more suitable for the digestive system.

Minimalism in Preparing the Dishes

Japanese cuisines believe in minimalism. For preparing the dishes, you will not find the use of many spices and herbs. The technique of cooking may be unique, but the uses of herbs and spices will remain minimal. Due to minimalism, foods are soothing for the digestive system.

Use of the Organic Vegetables

Japanese cuisine puts stress on the use of organic vegetables, spices, and grains. We all know that organic foods are healthier, as they do not undergo chemical processing. For producing organic foods, farmers do not use any harmful pesticides. The use of chemicals is also forbidden for growing fruits and vegetables in organic farming.

Since Japanese foods include organically produced vegetables and spices, they are healthier for us. You can try ichiran ramen Brooklyn, which is a popular ramen dish from Japan. The dish includes organic items.

More Use of Rice over Wheat

If you are health conscious, you already know that foods with lesser carbohydrates are better for your dietary schedule. If you visit Japanese restaurant midtown and check the menu, you will find more use of rice over wheat. Rice also has carbohydrates, though wheat comes with gluten. So, rice is healthier and easier to digest compared to wheat.

Smaller Meals at a Time

Today, dieticians ask you to have frequent meals in small portions. People in Japan have followed this rule for a long time. You will not find anyone in Japan having a humongous meal. People take smaller meals, and they eat foods frequently. For this reason, they remain healthier.

Fermented Food Items

In Japanese cuisine, you will notice the use of various fermented food items. As a result, foods become healthier. Fermentation is a natural technique of food processing. Through the techniques, foods are turned easier for digestion. Fermentation makes the fibers of the food fragmented. Therefore, people can digest the foods easily.

If you are fond of Japanese foods, you should try the best ramen midtown. If you have never tried Japanese foods, you should consider trying them as Japanese foods will make you fallen in love with them.

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Bux, visiting NYC for my winter break this year. Wanna go out to eat a lot. I'm no stranger to the city, and I have plenty of ideas, but I figured I should ask an expert: What are your favorite places to eat in Manhattan & Brooklyn? If you're willing to share. I have to assume there's a lot, but I wanna hear them all. As for something specific--I need to know a nice place to take a date in midtown. Dinner. Thanks a bunch, hope you're doing well!

OH, OH, OH. I love this. I am happy to share. Eager to share. I live to dine in New York, and to tell others where they ought to dine. It's the best thing we've got going for us, arguably.

I will add to this list of recommendations as I think of them, but for now, off the top of my head:

MANHATTAN: Ivan Ramen on Clinton Street (make a reservation, order the spicy ramen if you can take it, the chicken paitan if you can't). Ippudo NY is always a solid backup plan. And speaking of spicy: Somtum Der for outrageously good Isan Thai food (everything is good, but whatever you get, make sure to order the grilled coconut rice to staunch the burn). A nice dinner date in Midtown demands Keens Steakhouse, if you ask me. You should eat at a David Chang restaurant, ideally Ssam Bar. Those rice cakes... oh man. Via Carota, if you can get in (green salad as big as your head + divine pastas), I Sodi if you can't (lasagnaaaa). I like to go alone and sit at the bar for an early dinner; means I don't have to wait. Dhaba in Curry Hill is my favorite restaurant on the island for Punjabi Indian food, Dhamaka if you're feeling a little more adventurous. Her Name Is Han for Korean, Ma La Project for Sichuan dry pot, Hanoi House for pho/Vietnamese, and Nom Wah Tea Parlor is a dim sum institution for a reason. Katz's Deli is mad expensive these days, but you know what? You should still go.

All of these are Midtown or south of Midtown. If you need UES/UWS, Harlem, Morningside Heights, Inwood, let me know. These are all, also, sit-down-for-a-proper-dinner restaurants. If you want some fast casual/food hall-type options, let me know. Plenty of those, too.

BROOKLYN: I'll come back to you. Being in Westchester, I don't get out there much. And it's huge, so if you're going to be staying there, let me know which neighborhood. But I bet @authorityissues can weigh in, if he's so inclined :)

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sunwoo x reader

wc. 5k warnings: medical inaccuracies, death, illness, hospitals, overall just a pretty heavy piece genre can only be described as an absolute mess inspired mainly by san junipero but also slightly by charlie kaufman and wong kar wai

a/n: this is supposed to be told nonlinearly but like the creation of it was very messy so i have no clue if it actually worked, so good luck trying to make this piece make sense of this :) 

act iii. scene iii.

Sunwoo sits and watches the sun shift from pink and blue to an impossible shade of green. And it’s then he knows that without a doubt Clara has ruined the color green for him. Because instead of marveling at the color of the sky, Sunwoo is reminded of the doors in her apartment building.

“Thought I might find you here.” The voice of a stranger who Sunwoo loved once upon a time says behind him. He tries like hell not to turn around. Not to lean back towards the voice and wait for your hand on his shoulder or your shin knocking familiarly against his back. He focuses on the waves crashing below instead. The roar of the water beneath him is deafening, but only if you let it be. He does, and he almost forgets that you’re behind him.

“Where’d you go?” You ask, now sitting next to him, tugging at the long grass. 

“I’m right here.”

“And what about in there?” You bring a finger up and poke at the side of his forehead. 

He turns to you, facing you in full. He takes in your features like it’s the first time all over again. And, oh, he wishes he knew before how many firsts you already had together. This is just another. This is just the first time he’s seen you in the past six months and remembered the thousands of times he’s seen your face before. 

He studied your cheeks. The one he now recalls running the back of his palm over after you left for the Cloud. 

He memorizes, for the millionth time, your eyes. He used to swear they were darker than they are, but then he saw them in the sun. He was dying back then; then he saw your eyes and you saved him. Just like that. 

Mr. Choi was right of course. As he always must be. You and him are like an old married couple. Not like. You are. Almost were. 

“I had lunch with Mr. Choi today.” He tells you. 

You squint at him. “I know. It’s Thursday.” You pull out a piece of the grass. “What’d he make?”

“Ramen.”

“Was it good?”

“It was okay.”

“Too spicy?”

Suwnoo answers with a sigh, looking away from you and back towards the water. The deafening waves crash against the cliffside. “I know you looked at your file.” He finally says. You stop pulling at the grass. You still. “Mr. Choi told me.”

After he says it, there’s a silence that isn’t actually silent at all. The waves rage below his feet. The seagulls are there too, beneath, above, somewhere, everywhere. And then, of course, there’s you and Sunwoo, trying to be silent over the static in your heads and the machines you’re hooked up to in a universe far far away. 

“Did he tell you about my file?”

He looks at you again. “No.”

“Oh.” You look away, brows furrowed, lick your lips, and then turn back to him. “So why are you upset?”

“After he told me, I went and I…”

“You didn’t.”

“I looked at mine.”

There’s another silence, except that this time it really is quiet. Sunwoo read once whilst in a rabbit hole of medical research that true silence only happens in a vacuum, where there is no medium for sound waves to travel through. This must be that. This place, the files, Mr. Choi and Mr. Chan, Clara and her apartment building full of green doors--it’s a vacuum. And they stick people in it then call it the Cloud. They call it extra time. But it isn’t. It’s nothing and he’s stuck in the middle of it. So Sunwo stares at you, straight through the vacuum of time and space you’re both lost in, waits for you to say something, and then waits for himself to hear it. 

“You looked?” You finally say, voice folding in on itself. 

“Yes.” Sunwoo’s own voice is barely there. You must be reading his lips which you’ve always been good at anyways. 

“So you know now?” 

“I always knew, and now, I remember.”

act i. scene iv.

There’s been an accident. 

That’s what they say when the sun falls out of the sky and the world starts spinning in the wrong direction. It’s how they show up at Sunwoo’s door painted in shades of blue and red, with authority in their arms and hands on their hips. How they prepare him for the looming moment where they rip past his skin, blood, bone to shoot a gun straight at his heart. I’m so sorry for your loss, they say leaving him with a bullet lodged somewhere between his left and right atrium. 

And those are the four words that play over and over and over in Sunwoo’s head as he gets to the hospital. Those are the words that crawl inside his open chest and turn him blue and black with infection. There’s been an accident, he remembers, staring at the extraordinary measures taken to keep your heart beating and lungs beating. This is it. Except that the accident isn’t that you’re dying, but that you’re dying. It’s always supposed to have been him. He’s supposed to be the one stuffed with tubes and hooked up to monitors, the one whose life is hanging on by a thread, and you’re supposed to be the one that saves him. It all feels like a play that’s gone horribly wrong because everyone switched parts after intermission without telling him. At what point did you steal the role of dying protagonist from him? 

We did everything we could, a stranger in a white coat says. Except that it’s not some stranger, it’s your colleague and co-worker because this is the hospital you work at and the hospital Sunwoo met you in. There was too much damage to the brain, they explain as the image of their tear-stricken face goes from your friend during intern year to the doctor who operated on you as your brain went dead. 

“We have two options, right?” Sunwoo is far too familiar with surgery and all this. He knows from his hospital days what’s supposed to happen next. But apparently, things have changed since then. 

“Actually, there’s a third option.”

Sunwoo doesn’t waste a second. He jumps out of the chair stained red from his bleeding heart and asks: “What is it?”

“We can upload them.”

act iii. scene ii.

In fifty days of living in the cloud, Sunwoo has learned all about the people that he shares a building with. There’s Mr. Chan who lives behind a vomit green on the same floor as him and who hasn’t left his room since last January. There’s also Mr. Choi, who lives behind the emerald door and invites Suwoo over for lunch every Thursday. Clara lives upstairs, where the walls are painted in various shades of green--olive, seaweed, moss, hunter, shamrock, sage, and others that Sunwoo tries not to think too deeply about. He’s only met Clara once in the past fifty days and has no particular wish to see her again. He hadn’t expected her to be a kid. Cancer, you told him after their introduction in the lobby, poor girl was only seven. As said before, Sunwoo tries not to think about it. 

And then of course there’s you behind the forest green door who has been slowly showing him all the good places. There’s the beach where you spent the day making seashell necklaces. The  cafe which serves its tea too sweet for him, but sweet enough to be considered your favorite. Sunwoo just gets the chocolate bread. You took him downtown. To a club. The tallest building. And to midtown where the amusement park is. 

But his favorite place you’ve taken him so far is the cliffside above the beach, where the waves crash against the rocks in a way that can only be described as violent. That day you and him laid in the grass and stared at the clouds with your heads dangling just over the edge and water spraying the backs of your necks. That day you turned to him and told him you’re sorry. For what, he asked. I’m so sorry you’re sick, you said, but it’s nice to have you around here. I think in a sense, we’ve both been waiting for this. Then, you smiled and stole all of the blood from his body. So yeah, that day, that place--it’s his favorite. 

Today, you take him on a hike up a mountain. 

“Do you believe in an afterlife?” You ask him after having spent thirty minutes silently staring at the view from the best peak. 

“One after this?”

“Yeah. I guess. Although, I’m not so convinced this counts.”

“I don’t know.” Sunwoo shrugs. “Maybe.”

“Do you think we’d be able to be with our loved ones in it?”

His chest lurches. “If there is one, yes.”

“Do you think it’ll be different than this?”

Sunwoo turns to you finally. “Why are you asking about this?”

You shake your head. “Nevermind. It’s a stupid question.”

He turns back towards the view. From here, he can make out Clara’s building. He thinks about her, about Mr. Choi and Mr. Chan, who he recently found out were once married but who haven’t spoken since Mr. Chan read his file in January, and he thinks about you and about him. 

“I think,” Sunwoo says, loud enough so that you can hear after wandering a little bit away from him, “that whatever the afterlife is, if it does exist, it’ll be worth it.”

You turn to him, but don’t make any move to come near him again. “And if it doesn’t exist?”

“Then life will have been worth it.”

The corner of your lip lifts. “I like that.”

Sunwoo only nods at the sentiment, and after a long while, he builds enough courage to ask, “you’ve been here a really long time, haven’t you?”

“Time doesn't work as linearly in the cloud as it does in the real world. Sometimes it feels like I got here and then you arrived the very next day.” You turn back towards the view and exhale heavily. 

“But yes. I’ve been here for an eternity.”

act ii. scene i.

Before he actually sees you, Sunwoo feels you. Not you, in particular, but something in the distance, a presence in the corner of the room and a pair of eyes watching him from somewhere far away. 

The scariest part is how much the feeling doesn’t actually scare him. 

--

Two days after that, he starts to see you in the flesh. He tells himself that his mind is playing tricks on him, that the person he saw in the produce aisle wasn’t actually you at all and was just a stranger with the same hair. 

He doesn’t go straight home from the store that day. Instead, he stops by the hospital and checks in on you, but even that doesn’t do anything about the fact that he sees a shadow of you behind the bed.

--

The day after that, you speak to him. Standing in the middle of his kitchen in broad daylight, you speak, you say hello, and the first thing Sunwoo thinks is that he’s dead. 

You aren’t, you reply. You’re a zombie, he reasons, here for my brain. I’m not. A ghost. No. Are you, here Sunwoo falters, fear flooding out of his body to make room for the briefest blotch of hope that’s crushed almost immediately by you saying: I’m not alive, Sunwoo. You saw me in the hospital yesterday. 

“So then,” he swallows, “what are you?”

I’m here. You look at him, stare at his face and without a sliver of doubt say, I’m here for you. 

Sunwoo knows it’s impossible. You can’t be here. You can’t. And yet, you are. 

Three years ago Sunwoo was told he had three months left to live, and he still remembers how impossibly you saved him from the brink of death. He remembers how impossible things happen all the time, and how impossibly possible it is that this is one of them. He steps towards you, touches your face, and feels the real, impossible thing against his hand. 

“You’re here.”

--

On the fifth day of your haunting, Sunwoo finally has the sense to ask why. 

Why what?

“Why are you here?”

I’m here for you.

“Stop saying that.”

But I am, you tell him. You asked, and that’s the answer. I’m a doctor, Sunwoo. I’m here for you. 

Then, finally, he hears what you’ve been saying for the past five days. You’re here for him. 

And the thing about doctors is that they’re there for you when you need them. 

“I’m sick.” 

Yes, you answer quietly, although it wasn’t a question. 

“Again.” 

I’m so sorry. 

“You’re a hallucination, aren’t you?” Sunwoo’s shocked by how sad that makes him, how disappointing it is. “I’ve been hallucinating.”

Find me in the Cloud, Sunwoo. There’s something I want to say. 

You’re gone by the time he gets to the hospital. 

act iii. scene i.

Sunwoo stares at the hall of green doors, eyes darting from door to door in an attempt to stare down the shades until they confess which one of them is tea green.

“Clara, the landlord, likes colors.” A voice says from behind him. “Every couple of months she repaints all of the doors in different shades of the same one. Before the green, it was yellow.” 

Sunwoo turns around to face you. When your eyes find him, they go blank for the smallest of moments. You give him a look that goes right through him, turning him inside out like you’ve seen the underside of his skin. It irks him. 

“I’m Sunwoo. I’m new.”

You gulp. “You’re here.” He doesn’t know what to make of the statement. Do all people in the cloud act like this? “Why?”

Sunwoo nods, maybe you’re not so weird as much as you just have a weird way of posing questions. “I was told I’m sick.”

“I’m sorry.” You say, frowning like you actually might feel back for him. 

“Have you been here a while then?” You nod. “Can I ask how long?” You shake your head. Sunwoo doesn’t think too much about it. Instead, he returns your earlier question “Why are you here?”

“Brain dead.”

“I’m sorry.”

You ignore it and point to a door down the hall. “I’m forest green. You?”

“Tea green. But I can’t find-” 

You tap the door in front of him. “This one, genius.”

“Oh.” He laughs awkwardly. “Thanks.”

Your mouth parts as if to say something, and your face goes blank again. He feels his skin turning itself inside out because of it. “Have you read your file yet?”

He shakes his head. “I just got here.”

You inhale, softening, and mutter an ‘okay’. You continue down the hall towards your door. Sunwoo is stuck in place. “I can show you around here, if you like. Take you to all the cool places.”

Sunwoo takes you up on it.

A forest green door slams shut down the hallway. 

act i. scene ii.

“Thank you for taking me out of the hospital.” Sunwoo says, exhaling. “I can’t remember the last time I’ve been to a park like this.” 

And it’s true, he really can’t. He’s been sick for so long now, and has been through a multitude of treatment plans and too many surgeries. When you’re sick and have 9 surgeons turn you down after asking them to save your life, you forget the joy of being outside and feeling the sun on your skin. You were the first doctor to agree to the surgery. You’re the only doctor to have ever treated Sunwoo like he wasn’t dying, like he was actually going to live.

“You don’t have to thank me. This is good for me too.” You say, head resting against the park bench and eyes closed. 

Sunwoo inhales, taking in the park with all his senses. A visceral sort of thing you learn to do as often as possible when you’ve been as close to death as frequently as he has. He feels the wood beneath his body and the grass beneath his feet. He feels the light on his skin and the wind pushing against his arms and nose. He listens to the kids screaming at the playground at the bottom of the hill and to the dogs barking within the dog park beside it. He takes all this in, relishes in it for the last time as a dying person. 

You sigh. “One more surgery.” 

“And then I’ll be done with this sickness.” 

You smile. He pretends not to see. “And then you’ll be done.” 

“Thank you for saving my life.”

“Don’t do that.”

“No. Seriously.” 

You smile again, this time at him. Sunwoo doesn’t have to pretend not to see. “I haven’t finished saving it yet.”

He leans back against the bench and closes his eyes. “But you will.” 

You tap on your coffee cup. “Honestly though, you did more work than me.” Sunwoo frowns while you take a sip. “The other nine doctors you called are good doctors, and they made the same judgement call I would have made for any other patient. No sane doctor would have agreed to treat you. But you were the reason I said yes. You had such faith that you were going to live and so much faith that I could do it that I believed you. I might be the one doing the technical saving, but you, Sunwoo, you’re the one who convinced me to do it. You saved yourself.”

He stares at you. The light hits your eyes like it’s finding a way to break through them. In truth, before Sunwoo got sick, he didn’t think he was scared of death, but he is. He’s terrified of it. Sunwoo realized it two weeks after his diagnosis and the day after he was wrongly told he only had three more months left to live. But now, for the first time since he was diagnosed, he doesn't feel so afraid of it. Despite how far he’s come and how close he is to beating this fucking illness, while staring at the light woven through your eyes, Sunwoo thinks he could live with himself if he dropped dead tonight. 

That thought alone, is almost as terrifying as death used to be. 

act iii. scene v.

“I saw your ghost, you know.” It’s the first thing Sunwoo has said to you in over two weeks. “It wasn’t actually you though, was it?” You don’t even bother looking up from your cup of tea. Through the silence, Sunwoo orders a coffee. 

“I didn’t know that.” The coffee turns lukewarm. “It wasn’t me.” You push an uneaten half of chocolate bread towards him. “It’s in your brain this time. Symptoms can include hallucinations.”

“Think you can still save me?” You can’t. If you know that much, you know he’s out of medical miracles, and that this time, he really won’t survive it. But it’s a joke. And you laugh at it.

“Definitely not. I never really liked neurosurgery.”

And all at once, he’s painfully aware of your friend somewhere in the real world that does like it but watched anyways as your brain died before her, split wide open. 

“Anyways, how do you know all of this?” But what Sunwoo really wants to say is brains are killer. Literally. Figuratively. 

“I’ve known since we...“ you hesitate, mouth stuck halfway through a word he can’t place. “After last time, I read your chart and looked at your scans.” Sunwoo nods. He expected as much. He doesn’t ask how you got them. “I’m sorry you're sick again.” You say to him quietly. “I’m sorry you’re dying.”

“I’m sorry you’re dead.” As soon as the words have left his mouth, he regrets them. Because you aren’t. And he knows you too well to think you’d look past the technicality. 

You scoff, shake your head slightly, and with a spiteful smile say, “Can I say it?”

Sunwoo only sighs. “Let’s start over instead.” 

You nod. He pushes the chocolate bread back. 

act iii. scene iv.

Mr. Choi was the one to recommend that Sunwoo give you and himself space. It’s been a month since you and him last spoke, since that moment hovering above the waves after he read his file and after he found out you read yours. He misses you, and has been for so long now. Mr. Choi was wrong. Sunwoo’s standing outside your forest green door to prove it. 

You open the door before he can knock. There’s no shock in your voice when you say his name, like you’ve been waiting for this day, expecting it. 

He looks behind you, at your apartment in Clara’s building that looks just like your apartment in the real world. The same one he cleaned out after you died, still filled with things he gave to your family or donated or took back to his place. He wants to crumble just looking at it again. “Can I come in?”

“It’s only been a month.”

And he knows what you mean by it. Three months is the recommended time off after reading one’s file. To reacclimate, they say, to process. But the insinuation that Sunwoo was supposed to go three months without seeing you makes him feel sick. The insinuation that after a year of being without you in the real world he was supposed to be without you here too, enrages him. Then he remembers how long you’ve been here, and how long you’ve been doing this and feels slightly murderous.

All he says is: “It’s been a lot longer than that for you.”

Your lip twitches. You lock and unlock the open forest green door five times before saying, “Are you sure?”

He nods. You let him in. 

Sunwoo used to imagine what it would be like to meet you again in the Cloud one day. He imagined tears and hugs and kisses. He imagined i love you’s and i hate you’s and i miss you. He imagined the scenario more times than can possibly be considered healthy. But he imagined something. He was waiting for the day. Waiting for this day. But this moment, sitting at your round wood table while you boil water for tea, is nothing like the million different ways he imagined seeing you again. 

And as you set down two mismatched mugs and take the seat across from him, he doesn’t even try to create one of them. “How long has it been since you read your file?”

You watch the steam rise from your tea for a long moment, then stand, grab the sugar and pour a spoonful of it into your tea. You take another spoonful and look at him expectantly. “Want some?” He nods, and you pour the sugar into his. You stir the tea then taste, then cringe, then add more sugar and then ask if he wants it. He refuses. You stir again. Sunwoo watches the whirlpool and waits the eternity it takes you to say: “I read it on my first day.”  

You put the sugar away, satisfied with the tea’s sweetness while Sunwoo marvels at how long you’ve known and how silently you’ve been carrying the knowledge of you and him since he came. And that knowledge is what makes him finally remember one of the reasons he came. “Is there something you want to tell me?” You look up at him when he asks it, exhaling like you’ve been wanting to bring it up for so long now, which Sunwoo guesses isn’t as much of a simile as he thinks it is. 

“Yes, actually. I…” you hesitate, flicking the mug as if the right words will come hopping out of the tea. Sunwoo watches for it. “I’ve just been here for a long time now, Sunwoo.”

“Two years isn’t that long.”

“Time doesn’t work the same here as it does down there.” You tell him tiredly. “It’s been decades.”

He doesn’t say anything.

“In the beginning, I didn’t mind the waiting. I knew you were on your way, but I just,” you hesitate, “I didn’t think it’d take so long for you to come back to me.” 

Sunwoo covers your hand with his. “I’m sorry.” You twist your palm into it, squeeze, then pull your hand away. Sunwoo swallows. “I came as fast as I could.”

“I know. I waited.”

“Do you regret it?” Sunwoo’s terrified of what the answer might be.

You don’t give it. “That’s not what I meant.” 

“Then?”

“I’ve been here for so long, and,” your head drops, voice breaking under the weight it carries, “it’s been so lonely.”

“But I’m here now.” Sunwoo says, leaning forward against the table. “You aren’t alone anymore.”

“I know you’re here. I know, and I thought that would fix it, but it didn’t. Seeing you in the hall that day was so bittersweet, because you were here but that also meant you were somewhere else dying. Because you were here and I still felt lonely.” You stop, chugg the remaining bits of your tea, and then wipe your cheeks. “Do you get what I’m saying?”

“No.” But it’s a lie. He does get it. He knows all about loneliness and the way it creeps inside, so slyly. The way it starts small and then grows, feeding on negligence, until it's too big for your body. He knows how it sits inside you, for all its enormity, and spills into everything. He knows how it lingers. How it has nothing to do with people or lack of them and everything to do with grief. Sunwoo knows all about loneliness. The day he read his file he felt a dam of it burst open within him. 

“I’m saying that in the real world I saved you, and now it’s your turn to save me.” You gulp. “I’m saying that I want you to unplug me.”

It takes a moment for Sunwoo to even register what you’ve said, but when he does remember the life support that’s keeping your body alive somewhere in a universe far away, he doesn’t say anything. He just stands and walks out of your apartment. 

act i. scene iii.

“Doctor, please present.” The attending announces, stepping into Sunwoo’s room for rounds. 

“Mr. Kim,” a resident starts, flipping open his chart, “was diagnosed 14 months ago and has gone through several different treatment plans. When he came to us, the illness had spread and was deemed inoperable and untreatable by several other physicians. Our treatment plan was aggressive and grueling but ultimately, effective. Sunwoo is 20 days post op from his third and final surgery. The surgery went extremely well with no complications and his vitals were excellent. He has been a model patient all throughout recovery, and according to our latest scans, he is also now illness free…”

Sunwoo doesn’t even bother listening to the rest. 

--

“So, now that I’m no longer a patient, if I ask you out on a date, will you actually say yes?” 

“Well,” you say, signing his discharge papers, “only one way to know.”

“What is it?”

You look up at him, smiling. “Ask me again.”

He does. 

You say yes. 

act iii. scene v. take ii. 

“I saw your ghost.” The first thing Sunwoo says after the last failed attempt.

You look up from your tea. “It wasn’t me.” 

“I know.” Sunwoo orders another coffee. “But the hallucination was how I knew I was sick again. It made me feel like you were trying to warn me, like you were up here somewhere caring from a distance. Right after I pieced it all together you told me to find you here and that there was something you wanted to say.” The coffee turns lukewarm again. Sunwoo can’t bring himself to say it. You sigh and push the same piece of chocolate bread back towards him. This time, he takes a bite from it. And with a mouthful of chocolate bread, he cries, “I just got you back, and now you want to leave all over again.”

You frown. “I didn’t want to leave the first time, and it’s different now.”

“How?”

“I want to go. Isn’t that worth something?”

“And what about what I want?”

“Oh, Sunwoo,” you say, “I’m sorry you’re sick. The hallucination was you and your head, but for what it’s worth, I have been up here caring from a distance. I still…” you don’t need to say the words. He knows. He never had to doubt it. “I never stopped.”

“I’ve been thinking about what you asked of me.” Sunwoo tells you. He made the decision last week but today, right now, with your confession still falling through the air, is the first time he’s had the stomach to swallow it. “And I’ll do it. I will. I just need some time. You’ve had so long and in comparison I’ve had nothing.”

“Okay.” You say simply.

“How long can you give me?”

You smile. “You know I’d give you an eternity if you asked for it.”

“I’m scared.” Sunwoo confesses then. “I know it’s what you want, but selfishly, I don’t want to let you again. I don’t know if I’m a big enough person to do it.”

“I do.” You say to him, leaning forward against the table and looking straight through him. “I know because I was your doctor. I have cut inside your body, seen all your organs, and during surgery two, I held your heart in my hands. I felt it beating. So I know exactly how big it is, and I know it’s big enough for this”

Sunwoo feels the heart you worked so hard to repair bursting inside of him. 

“God. Why’d you have to read your file so soon?”

You laugh. “I missed you. I couldn’t help it.”

And just like that, you’ve stolen the entire concept of fear from him. 

“I’m ready.”

“What?”

He looks at you and feels the loneliness slither away.

“Ask me again.”

[awsugar]

hi hello i hope you're doing alright, who the fuck is gabe saporta

SCREEEAM. fuck i am way too old.

he’s probably best known as the singer of cobra starship. also midtown he sang and played bass. in the fbr (fueled by ramen) scene. friends with pete and mikey. he’s cool. idk what he does now actually. i saw him on the balcony at the mcr show

[williamismyhomeboy]

Interview from www.popmusicfan.com 2005

If you only choose one new band to listen to this year, don't let it be anyone other than The Academy Is. With a brand new debut CD out on Fueled by Ramen records and a tour with labelmates Fall Out Boy and Gym Class Heroes, this band is ready to show everyone that they take their music seriously -- but still have fun while doing it. We hung out with lead singer William Beckett on the April 14th stop of their tour and somehow braved the freezing Florida weather.

How's the tour going so far? William: Well, the tour has been pretty spectacular so far. This is our first tour having had the record out and it's been really overwhelming, the response from people and from the other bands as well. We're good friends with all the bands on tour, we didn't know Silverstein until like two days ago, but they're really cool guys. But yeah, it's been great, I miss Midtown... but there's always next time. If you had to choose three bands for the ultimate tour, either to go see or to play with, who would you choose and why? William: Fleetwood Mac because I love Fleetwood Mac, they're one of the great rock bands that did it in a pop way, in a really classy way, too. Led Zepplin.. to go see or to go play with? Jennifer: Either one. William: Oh, yeah, it'd be the same anyway. Pink Floyd, I wouldn't want Pink Floyd because it'd be bad to play with them, they're just too conceptionally profound. Their show is far too extravagant, we'd look like amateurs. Jennifer: Well, if you were just going to see them... William: Oh, yeah, so Pink Floyd. What are your pet peeves about the other guys in the band? William: I've never been asked this before, this is interesting. Yeah, there's a lot. It's a cool thing about being in the band, you never spend that much time with anyone ever. Even married couples don't spend that much time together and that's not even just one on one, that's seven or eight dudes sleeping on a bus. So yeah, we have our differences, just being different people, having different personalities. One day we'll be in a bad mood, one day we'll be in a good mood, one day someone will smell bad and we won't, you know... But for the most part, it's a really brotherly love/hate relationship like most brothers and sisters. For us, we're like a family, the way that we sort of stick it through, for the most part. If you found out you were adopted and you had two celebrities as your birth parents, who would you want them to be and why? William: Wow, I haven't been asked these questions before, this is really cool. If I found out I was adopted... do they have to be like during the same time? Jennifer: Nope, whoever. William: For a mom, I'd probably go with Audrey Hepburn and I'd probably go with... this is tough. I should pick someone like Abe Lincoln or someone crazy. Yeah, I'm gonna pick George Bush. Jennifer: Which one? William: GW, I'm gonna pick GW. Jennifer: Do you like Bush? William: I don't want to talk about it. But his kids seem to have a good time. [everyone laughs] Jennifer: True! William: Right? So there we are.

What's the most embarrassing CD you have in your collection? William: Well, I have a lot of guilty pleasures, stuff most people would think is like, 'What?' Like Rod Stewart and Prince, a lot of stuff that you guys probably don't like or listen to. But my first hip hop CD that I ever bought was Ginuwine so bad. Jennifer: That's not that bad, it could be worse! William: No way, that's so bad, that's so terribly bad. Jennifer: What about Sisqo or something? William: Well, that's... wait, is that you? Jennifer: No! [everyone laughs] Well, I do have his CD, but it's from like seventh grade! William: Yeah, Ginuwine... well, Sisqo's probably worse. But at any rate, I'm a big opera fan, too. That's not really an embarrassing thing, but yeah. Jennifer: Have you seen Phantom of the Opera? William: Yeah! Jennifer: Was it good? William: Uh, no. I've seen the actual opera before... Jennifer: I did, too! On Broadway? William: Yeah! And it's amazing, I was raised on the Andrew Lloyd Webber performance disc and then I saw the movie and it was cool, but they changed some lines and it was just really Hollywood. The singing wasn't great, all the actors actually sang so it was cool but they just didn't do it very well, I don't think. Who's the most famous person that you have in your cell phone? William: Probably, like... I don't like name dropping. Jennifer: You can do it, we'll forgive you. William: [laughs] I should make a joke... Pete Wentz, and that's a joke, but Pete's getting pretty famous. That I actually talk to? Jennifer: Um... yeah. Or do you have any random people in there that you just got from a friend or anything? William: Yeah, I have Jakob Dylan's number but I never use it. I have, I don't know, I don't really look for famous peoples' numbers but the most famous person I have is probably Lyor Cohen, you probably don't know who he is. He owns Warner Brothers and Electra and Atlantic. He's like a multi-billionaire and he's one of the coolest guys in the world. I've met a lot of label people before but yeah, he's probably the most admirable one. If you had to describe yourself in five words, which ones would you choose? William: Myself? I'm really bad with self description, I'm really good with self reflection and creation and song writing and things like that, but actually flat out 'this is who I am?' Honest, passionate, polite, moderately-conservative... hyphenated! And, uh, sexual. Jennifer: Oh, that's a good one! Just kidding. William: I'm actually kidding, that wouldn't be my top five. Jennifer: None of them? William: No! None of them wouldn't except for sexual. Kidding once again, there we are! There we are, just joking. So there's my four. What's the biggest purchase that you've made since getting signed and everything? William: Other than my laptop... uh, yeah, it's my new Mac G4, I don't know I feel like a nerd talking about it. But yeah, my new laptop, probably. I try to conserve, to save my money, I don't really like to spend it on a lot of things. What are one of your favorite lyrics from one of your songs? William: It's really hard because... I think you'd have to take each song for it's whole, the song in it's whole is the work, you know what I mean? But I guess in the bridge of "Down and Out," I don't know if you know which song that is, but that song is the closest to me personally. The bridge is really cool and really close to me and all of our friends, just because we name dropped all of our good friends who really helped us and who we wouldn't be here without, and a bunch of records that we were influenced by during the writing process. Like, uh, Johnny and Tony, if you know the lyrics, they started a small record label called LLR and we had our EP on there. I had a solo project in high school.. Jennifer: Wasn't that Remember Maine? William: Yeah! Wow! You did your homework. So that was sort of like the moment in my life where I was making the decision to do music versus going to school, and no one believed in me really except for me and Johnny and Tony. It was a little bit later on that Tony came into the picture but Johnny was and is my best friend and the reason why I'm here, so he helped us get our foot into the door and we've sort of had this success since then which surpassed what they did for us. But we kind of took them with us, like now Johnny is head of retail at Fueled by Ramen. We were like, 'Hey, Fueled by Ramen, this dude is awesome, pick him up!' And Tony is our tour manager, on tour with us, so it's great, it's awesome. That's pretty much the bridge. Jennifer: We were kind of talking about that last night, about how random all the names are and stuff? We were wondering about that. William: Well the song sort of starts with this story about domestic abuse and escaping and getting away from something that you're afraid of or harmed by, it's sort of really dark. But the whole essence of the song, we didn't want to just focus on that, we wanted to focus on the ups and downs of life and growing up. The second verse says a lot about that growth process and friends and coming to that realization that most of your friends in high school, you're going to have to say goodbye to relatively soon and that's something that's hard for everybody I think, to say goodbye to anyone, be it death or be it whatever someone chooses or ends up having have happen to them. But for us it's not about like finding a dark corner and hiding and blaming other people and getting angry and aggressive, it's about accepting darker times and sort of welcoming those things when they happen, you know, to better understand and appreciate the great things in your life and the people that love you. Are you okay? Jolene: Uh huh! William: You're just cold, aren't you? Do you want my jacket? Jolene: No, it's okay. William: Are you sure? Jolene: Yeah, I'm fine! William: So yeah, for us it was really fitting to make the song about more than just that instance, you know, to make it a little more well-rounded so that was just, yeah.

What's something that people would be surprised to learn about the band? William: Probably our seriousness and what we're trying to accomplish. We have a lot of fun, we do, we indulge but our main scope isn't to be a big band and get famous and get chicks, or to get drunk and do drugs and be like this icon. Like, no one will tell you that unless they're just straight up rockstars, but for us, we really want to help people and change the world in the smallest way or globally and that's really what our end of the road goal is. To transcend age, to transcend sex, to transcend race, to transcend languages. Bands like U2, bands like Pink Floyd and bands that I was talking about earlier, bands that shaped generations and shaped people. It's like, 'You're playing these indie tours, you're playing to these young kids, how are you supposed to change the world?' But for me, I see that as an opportunity also. I also want to appeal to older crowds, I want to appeal to people our age, or maybe people that are a little bit older, like twenty-six, twenty-seven years-old and I think that our record does and will once they hear it. But for the future, as we expand and grow and as our minds grow and as our musicianship and our scope and those things grow, we want to be one of those bands that can make a difference and can help people. We want to be that band that you saw when you were fourteen, like our parents loved the Beatles or whoever when they were fourteen years old and they still love them today, and they're like fifty or sixty years-old. That's the band that we're going to be, because we're going to be the band or the songwriters that stick with the generations. I think the way you do that is being fucking straight up honest and genuine and unselfish. If you write about things that are self-loathing and very trendy and very high school angst, those are the people you're going to appeal to and that's it. You know, your mom's not going to listen to a band that sings about slitting their own throat or hanging themselves or crappy metaphors that are in like, Goosebumps books, you know? I think being genuine and honest and smart and unselfish and really looking at the world in a different light... if you have a minute, I try to do this exercise every morning. I think about people's minds, in this example let's think about the musician or whoever that's on a label that's writing these lyrics, okay? I sort of think of their creative mind as a room and let's take one of these singers that sings about one of these things like self-loathing or slitting wrists or something. So they're in this room and it's totally dark, and they have this candle in front of them and it's creating this light that they can only see like three inches in front of their face. They can only relate to those three inches in front of them which is their own little isolation bubble where they can't relate to anything beyond that because they don't know it exists. So they're so wrapped in themselves, writing about how much life sucks and how much it's unfair and about how much they've been mistreated. Or also things that are very self-righteous, like, 'I'm the best, this is how you do it,' things like that. There are those people everywhere, they're in high schools, they're parenting children, they're on their death beds... they're everywhere, you know? These people, I think, especially these artists are too wrapped up in themselves to realize that there might be a wall behind them with a light switch and if you flip that switch there's this whole room around you that illuminates. And for me, that's the world around me, that's everything. That's this tree, that's you guys, that's my family back home, that's this show, these people that are here, the people that are staying at this hotel. It's how it's cold and you're cold and I'm sorry that you're cold, you know? It's the world around you. Every morning I try to wake up and turn on the light, I try to turn on my creative room light to make sure that I'm always viewing the world in the way. I think if more people did that, a lot of things could change for people in their own lives and in other people's lives. That's one of the main things that I'm trying to convey, especially in our newest stuff that we're writing for the next record, so yeah, that's sort of something that people probably don't know about me or us. Jennifer: You're awesome, I decided that. Just now. What's the strangest voicemail or answering message that you've ever received? William: Received? I've given a lot of crazy ones. Probably the strangest one I've ever received... man, it's on the spot, you got me again. I'm tongue tied. Ohhh yeah, this is awesome! [everyone laughs] There was a point when I got a lot of prank calls when people hated me and stuff, it was that stupid, like... Jennifer: Jealousy? William: Kind of, but it was before I had really any success, it was just myself going for what I believed in. Since I was doing something different and not going for a screamo band or something, so it was a big deal when I was playing an acoustic guitar and singing melodies, so it was like 'What the hell?' It was a big uproar. So I got like crazy ones like, 'You're a faggot, you should kill yourself,' stuff like that. Jennifer: That's so mean! Jolene: That's terrible! William: Yeah, but it's awesome, though. No, for real! It's so funny, I know for a fact that that person has grown up and has seen me live by example and that I went for my dream and it's totally paid off, and it's going to pay off in the future more fruitfully than ever. Instead of me feeling anger and being like, 'Fuck that guy, I hope he's burning in Hell' or whatever, I hope that he realized that the way that he was living and the fear that he had about being his own person, I hope that he turned that around, so yeah, it's kind of funny. Jennifer: What about one of the funny ones that you've left people? William: Oh, man, there were some nights that I just called people singing crazy songs that I totally made up at four in the morning, I don't even know, man. I can't really get into too much detail, there were some wild ones. I do voices, I'll be like, 'Hey, yo-a, it's Johnny from over at Auto Repairing, I got your car and it's looking sweet.' [everyone laughs] I have this British voice and this gay voice and some other shit and it's hilarious, I would leave people messages like that and not tell them who I am. What's the last movie that you saw? William: Last movie? Oh, man, that's bad, that's terrible. I had a journal that I write on the website and I actually just talked about this. I'm on this weird horror movie kick right now, and I'm into crappy old horror movies right now. Not even old, like eighties or nineties. I don't recommend them to anyone, it's like Pet Sematary and From Dusk Til Dawn. Well that's like a Quentin Tarantino movie so that's actually a good movie, but the last movie I actually watched was House of 1000 Corpses. [everyone laughs] Jennifer: Oh, God. Jolene: Did you like that? William: I think it's great! For two reasons, alright. One, it's not original by any stretch of the imagination as far as a horror film, it's like Texas Chainsaw Massacre meets something vile, you know. It's basically like Texas Chainsaw Massacre meets a strip club, that's what that movie is. But, BUT-- Jennifer: Oh, I want to hear the but, because I don't think there's any defending this movie. [everyone laughs] William: The way that the movie is edited and the way that the movie is shot, with the color contrast and the way that it looks is just fucking phenomenal. I think the movie is so cool purely because of the way that it looks and because of the cinematography of it, but I'm just a geek like that, those are the kinds of things I look for. But if we're talking about movies that are actually good, go buy Big Fish, it's a great movie. Jennifer: Is it good? I heard that it's really depressing. William: Did you? No way. Jennifer: I work at a video store and that's what everyone's told me, I haven't watched it. William: But those people that told you that mind be those people-- Jennifer: Oh, the close minded ones, yeah. William: The people with the light off! If you watch that movie it's so cool because it seriously confronts some issues like death and memories and relationships being parents and fathers and mothers and their children. I thought it was a really heartwarming movie, especially at the end. It's not this cheese fucking Hollywood ending that everyone wishes would happen but doesn't, you know, but yeah I think it's a great movie. Jennifer: Have you seen I Heart Huckabees? William: I have not, yet. Jennifer: It seems like a movie you'd like. William: I'm sure I would like it. Jennifer: It's kinda like, off the wall, it seems like one you'd like. William: My girlfriend got it and said that it was pretty cool and I'd probably like it. Yeah, I should probably get it. Jennifer: Yeah, I didn't like it that much. William: You didn't? Jennifer: I like my stupid girly movies. William: Like what? Like what? Jennifer:: Like, have you seen the Notebook? William:: I haven't seen that one yet! Jennifer: What?! It's so good. You will cry, I bet. William: I'm one of those dudes that cries in movies, like seriously. Jennifer: Everyone cries in that movie! William: Dude, I even cried in, this is so embarrassing, I even cried in A Walk to Remember. Jolene: Oh, I cried in that one. Jennifer: That movie is so sad! William: I cried like seven times in that movie ALONE, I was alone! I have a huge crush on Mandy Moore, too, like a Hollywood Crush. Jennifer: That one was really sad. William: But at the same time, you know, it's also very... Jennifer: No. William: You don't think so? Jennifer: No! She should've lived. William: But she did through him! She changed. Jennifer: I know, I know! But wouldn't it have been better if she just lived forever? William: Well, it's not Hollywood. Jennifer: I know! What's in your pocket right now? William: Like, seventeen cents in change and a guitar pic, and that's it. Oh, and my cell phone is in my jacket, if that counts. Jennifer: It counts! William: These are cool questions! Did you make them up, too? Jolene: No. [laughs] William: Maybe you should let her make some up next time! Jennifer: I tried! I was like, 'Jolene, help me think of some questions.' She said, 'We're going to do it on the way there.' Two and a half hours later, oh no, no questions. [everyone laughs]

What's in your CD player right now? William: I have an I-Pod. Jennifer: Well what's on your I-Pod that you're listening to a lot lately? William: I'm just going to be difficult. No, I have an I-Pod, sorry. [everyone laughs] I listen to tapes, I don't even have a CD player. No, uh, what am I like loving right now? I'm loving Ryan Adams right now. I'm loving Muse. Jennifer: Oh, they're so good! William: I was on this huge Muse thing and I totally forgot about it and didn't listen to it for forever. I listened to them again today and I was like, AH! I was like, [does Italian voice] yes, yes, yes, this is so good. [everyone laughs] I'm listening to a lot of Radiohead, I'm always listening to Simon and Garfunkel, I'm a huge Simon and Garfunkel fan. Prince, I'm listening to a lot of Prince, a bit of Bowie. It's sort of today's little shuffle encompassed, so that was that. What's the last concert you've went to, other than one that you've played at? William: Damn... I was at South by Southwest but I didn't see any bands, I was just wandering throughout the streets. Last time I was at a show, watching bands... oh, yeah! it was an acoustic show in Chicago, it was Bob Nanna from Hey Mercedes and Justin Pierre from Motion City Soundtrack. They just played acoustic, it was really cool. What are some questions that you hate hearing in interviews? I probably should've asked you this at the beginning so I wouldn't have asked you any of them. William: [laughs] Yeah, right! There really aren't any questions that I really hate, I encourage tough questions. I enjoy people asking tough questions. Hard hitting questions or ones that are condescending because it's their right as journalists to ask those questions. I wouldn't ask somebody, 'What songs do you hate? And I won't write those.' No, I wouldn't ask anyone that, I would just write what I love and write what I want. So yeah, that's my answer. What's a question that you've been wanting an interviewer to ask you but they haven't? William: I haven't thought of one because with every interview, with a few exceptions, I've been asked new questions that I haven't heard before, like today for instance. That's enough for me to keep interested.

[djgwritings]

Babette’s Feast

I first watched Babette's Feast running on fumes late one evening in 2004. To season it mildly, I was a starving artist (on paper I probably still am). My days dwindled on dishing out design for local bands. To supplement income, nights found me haunting the stairwells and low-lit halls of a hospital cleaning crew. The pay was a tablespoon above minimum wage but I was happy and creativity wasn't forfeited. The paycheck also helped scrape the overhead (when Kansas City was cheap) with enough loose change for day-old bread store snacks - an annual Saturday sugary morning scoot down the block.

My bevy of co-workers, a ragtag and hardworking crew, made the nights during this season far more memorable than I ever could've conjured while hunched at my art table. I don't aim to single out the subject of race here, but being the only person of non-color, I was the odd to this crew's even. Often I was quietly cuddled in the corner before official clock-in with a John Steinbeck novel, and naively asking such questions like, "What does CRUNKED mean, anyway?" Seriously. Despite a college education and a couple big city years under my belt, I was still considered fresh meat off the farm. Needless to say, I turned a lot of heads. Without ever mentioning my artistic aspirations, I quickly settled into a new routine and many friendships.

One evening a couple of employees spearheaded an event of fellowship I hadn't experienced since church in my youth - a potluck dinner! I excitedly pledged $10 (equivalent to $100 at the time) and a couple cans of Pringles. The share of cash helped purchase everything necessary to pull off the main course - several giant "Presidential Platters" of Gates Bar-B-Q, a Kansas City institution. (Side Note: I had previously smelled Gates daily for free when living down the street from their midtown location.) A Friday night date was set and I was already forward-licking my chops.

Hungrily I piddled too long after clocking out and ended up being the very last in line come meal time. With styrofoam plates bowed beneath piles of meat and sides, I had never seen food fly off a table so fast! I also overheard a complaint filed, "Not much meat on these trays! Someone made some money off this!" However, the buzz of fellowship and food in that deserted office air eclipsed any sour commentary. All that remained of the meat (and likely left behind out of pity per the last few before me) was a tiny scrap of mangled ham, half a rib and a nearly disintegrated slice of white bread (an apt metaphor of darker and desperate times and emotions on the path to making ends meet). I guess one could say a literal bone was thrown? Ah well. I was not deterred. I quickly snagged the meat and overloaded the plate with a ton of sides, rolls, pie and cookies to round out my appetite (and my $10). Far more content with this meal than the usual nightly cup of ramen noodles, I chowed down with the best seat in the house - standing right next to what was left of the spread. It was a successful feast, a powerful reminder of something joyful and sacred. We were alive and well. Sadly, for a cleaning crew we sure did make a mess.

Needless to say the next morning I kickstarted a day of design with Mountain Dew and near-expired cupcakes.

-djg, 2020

Poster 1: NA / Poster 2: Mondo & Sterling Hundley

[hectorwebb]

Health Benefits Of Eating Restaurant Quality Ramen Noodles

Ramen noodles have their roots in Japan, and they are considered to be a part of the staple Japanese diet. However, ramen has been one of the most debatable food products of all time. But do you know that all ramen is not bad for your health? Ramen got a bad name when instant ramen noodles were rolled out, and they were found to have questionable substances in them. But restaurant ramen is good for health, no wonder the whole of Japan loves it. Here are a few reasons why you should buy ramen noodles the next time you visit a Japanese restaurant.

Protein-Rich Base

The flour base used to make the ramen noodles is what defines its health quotient to a great degree. Instant noodles usually use high carb flour which is ripped off its proteins and nutrients. However, restaurants that make the best ramen noodles around the world always use high-quality flour containing an impressive amount of protein. The ramen noodle price is also quite reasonable, making it an excellent meal option.

Nutrient-Dense Broth

Ramen noodles are made not in plain water, but healthy broth, which is usually chicken broth. The best ramen in Manhattan is extremely healthy due to the nutrient dense broth that is used to flavor it. Chicken broth is anti-inflammatory, has calcium and other minerals good for our overall health. To enjoy these benefits along with the great taste, you can always buy ramen noodles online and savor the goodness.

Unbeatable Garlic

The immense benefits of garlic are hidden from no one. Garlic has been known to improve one’s immunity by many folds if consumed regularly. It also has antioxidant properties and an ability to lower the bad cholesterol levels significantly. And the best ramen in Midtown always has a hint of this seasoning present in the noodles. You can also buy ramen online and enjoy it anytime. There is a reason why ramen is a favourite in a lot of nations, and it is not only the deliciousness of the noodles, it is indeed quite healthy if prepared the right way.

[carlgainey]

Ultimate Connoisseurs of Japanese Food

Want to learn about a culture? Food is the best way to try something new. If you have a taste for Japanese food, then you may have all of the components on hand from Sushi to noodles, but you may not know where to start when it comes to making it! What are you going to do? The answer is simple: visit Japanese restaurants in your town. 

The Japanese diet is colorful, which implies that instead of eating huge amounts of one or two food items, they consume lesser amounts of a variety of foods and the best part is taste. Some of the most popular Japanese foods in the United States are listed here.

Nothing beats the deliciousness of sushi

Sushi is a classic Japanese cuisine made out of little balls or rolls of vinegar-flavored cold rice served with a garnish of veggies, eggs, or raw seafood. There are limited numbers of restaurants that specialize in different nations' cuisines. Japanese food is one such cuisine. If you are looking for Sushi then find the best Japanese restaurant in Brooklyn. Brooklyn is a bustling metropolis with people from all walks of life, and some of the most magnificent restaurants serving a diverse range of dishes.

Ramen! Great taste in every drop

It is a Japanese noodle soup. Ramen is a thin wheat-based noodle served in a meat or fish-based broth, often flavored with different authentic Japanese sauces. Kansui—a mixture of multiple alkaline salts that distinguishes ramen noodles from other wheat-based noodles. It’s perfect to have as a meal or a snack! 

Restaurants with a Japanese twist

New York features some of the exclusive Japanese restaurants in midtown, with exclusive sushi and ramen counters. If you are looking for a real taste of Japan you may search for the best Ramen in midtown. Also, pay a visit to ICHIRAN Ramen in Brooklyn, which is mainly known for its Tonkotsu ramen. It's a soup cooked with a broth produced from pork bones.

Japanese cuisine is becoming increasingly popular across the world due to its excellent flavor and great nutritional value. As a result, Japanese eateries have sprouted up in Western countries.