kamakura ramen in tokyo - japan meals part 1

in march this year christien and i met vicky and edmund for a one week trip to tokyo, japan. i... love... japan. everything about it. from the architecture and technology to the people and culture and oh, the food... japanese cuisine, for those who haven't truly experienced it, is so much more than sushi and chicken teriyaki. while these japanese-american standards are definitely tasty and of course popular, they speak nothing of the mouth watering, delicious foods found in the most glamorous restaurants and dingy-est street stalls that litter the crowded streets and buildings in the tokyo metropolis.

in this series, i'm going to share our food experiences during our awesome trip to japan. here's the first.

kamakura ramen was our first lunch spot in tokyo, located in shibuya district. roaming the streets of this trendy neighborhood, we couldn't settle on a place to enjoy our first meal, so we decided to ask the cops hanging out at a small police box where they usually get lunch. you figure they know where to go right? one of the cops recommended kamakura ramen a couple blocks away.

we walked to the entrance and discovered that we had to order our meals from an outside vending machine first before entering the restaurant to sit down. the menu was huge, and all in japanese. fortunately menu pictures and christien's excellent japanese skills came to the aid.


we made our selections, deposited our coins, and took our meal tickets inside.


after handing our meal tickets to the host, we sat down at the end of a large counter that wraps around a huge steel open kitchen. at each station there were chopsticks, napkins and an assortment of condiments ranging from scallions to garlic, soy sauce and more.


while waiting for our food to arrive, we entertained ourselves by watching the efficiency of the kitchen operations.


and then, our food arrives. huge bowls of perfectly cooked ramen noodles, topped with thin, juicy slices of chashu which is slow roasted pork with intense smoky pork flavor and melt in your mouth ribbons of fat. all this was nestled in an intense and perfectly seasoned pork broth with a soy sauce base and liquid fat that was almost emulsified in the soup. my order came with a heaping bowl of thinly sliced scallions to top the ramen with. a fresh green and oniony compliement to the meat and noodles.


and then there was the egg. soft-boiled. so fresh. so creamy. so sinfully delicious. i have never had an egg like this ever before. the eggs in the u.s. don't come anywhere close in flavor, texture and freshness, except organic, farm fresh eggs.


while kamakura ramen wasn't a famous ramen street tent, this was an amazing example of how good and refined a bowl of ramen can be, even in a vending machine style fast food restaurant. oh tokyo. how i love thy food.