Angela W
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This ramen spot has been a fixture in the neighborhood for as long as I can remember—there’s always a queue outside, which has kept me curious (and admittedly deterred) for years. After nearly 35 years living in Sydney, I finally decided to give it a go. We arrived early at 5:30pm to beat the crowd, and sure enough, we were seated without a wait.
The restaurant is tiny, with a traditional Japanese vibe. Tables for four are split down the middle with plastic partitions, creating a more intimate, two-person dining setup. We ordered two of the day’s special buns, two ramen bowls, one side dish, and two drinks—total came to around $85, which feels fair given Sydney’s current inflation.
Unfortunately, the food didn’t quite live up to the hype for me. My ramen (salt-flavoured pork & chicken soup with mixed veggies, pork slices, and squid) had a thin broth that lacked the depth I usually associate with good ramen. I tend to prefer a thicker, richer soup, so maybe I just ordered the wrong one. My husband’s pork and fish broth had better flavour, but the noodles in both bowls reminded me of instant noodles—not what I expected.
The buns were also underwhelming—the dough was thick and the filling sparse, so it felt like I was mostly eating plain bread. The karaage chicken, however, was tasty and crispy—definitely the highlight of the meal.
Service was efficient, though the constant clearing of dishes the moment we paused made us feel a bit rushed. I understand space is tight, but it did affect the overall dining experience.
All in all, I’m glad I finally tried it after all these years, but I don’t think I’ll be returning. The long queues might be a sign of popularity, but for me, the food didn’t quite justify the wait.