Ian M.
Yelp
I will offer what might be regarded as an unusual review. I was not humiliated. I was prepared to be. I had stopped into Zao Stamina Ramen while walking to the Bethesda Metro, having returned a rental car, and I was wondering where to grab a casual lunch. When I saw they had a spicy ramen option on the menu, with a warning in caps with exclamation marks about "no refunds," I knew I had to try that. I have been humbled before, which is only just given my hubris, when a dish has a similar note, because it turns out that while my tolerance for the heat of capsaicin is toward the higher end of the spectrum, it ranks within the bottom among the connoisseurs of powerful peppers. My wife always points out, shaking her head, I made the choice. She, like others, wonders why you would want your tongue burned to numbness. In this instance, however, I can report that if you can take the red broth, you also will experience other flavors, of the pork and the onsen egg, and you'll feel the chewy ramen.
That is to say I was satisfied, not disappointed. The chef said hello. I said I had the right item for a cold day. Winter had just begun, and I could have used another layer of clothing while out and about.
I had the watermelon lager by Hokkaido Brewing. That was sweet. It offset the main course, in particularly the oiliness.
I will conclude by saying I have read the research. Spicy foods are like horror movies. They inoculate us. They prepare us for the real challenges in life. When I was a kid, I faced bullying. I would rather not have, and nobody should be subjected to the common cruelties of the playground -- don't get me wrong. But I am resilient as a result, and when people at work wonder how I can withstand withering criticism, I inform them they don't want to know the real reason. If you are good with ramen that bites and stings, you will have an excellent experience at this restaurant. I'd bet others will want to try the more conventional choices. I have found what I will stick with.