Ugh, I’ve just realised a blunder!
Instead of knitting a mirror image of the part I completed yesterday, I’ve just made an exact copy.
I can’t believe my carelessness. And I am piping mad at myself.
This kind of blunder happens when I sleepwalk into the state of autopilot without realising it, becoming too comfortable with the routine.
For 4 hours at least, I’ve wasted my time and energy. I must NOT let this happen ever again…
By the way, I did managed to eat at Bone Daddies the other day.
Since I visited Shoryu, my interest in other ramen bars in London intensified. So I decided to give a go at Bone Daddies.
When Fei & I arrived at the restaurant around 6:10pm, a queue was yet to form, so we were led to an oblong table by the wall with stools straight away.
Apart from chopsticks with paper napkins on the table, there were condiments and their paraphernalia…
A bottle of peeled garlic cloves, a pot of chilli oil, a pitcher of soy sauce & a garlic crusher.
We ordered fried chicken and soft shell crab as starters.
Fried chicken seems to be the staple of starter menu in London’s ramen noodle bars, don’t they?
Comparing Bone Daddies’ one with Shoryu’s, we give our vote to Bone Daddies’.
We thought the chunks were better seasoned and the morsel was smaller therefore easier to eat.
The soft shell crab came with a sauce which appearance resembled pea & ham soup. However, the sauce turned out to be super hot, even die-hard chilli sauce lover Fei didn’t have to spice it up any further (which was rare).
Here comes the main act, my Tonkotsu ramen!
Two large slices of Charshu pork, a boiled egg cut in half, finely chopped leek and crispy garlic chips were on top of the noodle & soup…
I added an additional crushed garlic to my ramen since Hubbie was away in Dublin, therefore he wouldn’t have to suffer my garlicky breath at home.
About Bone Daddies’ Tonkotsu broth, it was rich and creamy without being too greasy. Charshu pork was succulent and flavoursome.
However, I wasn’t very impressed with their noodle.
The texture was closer to one of those papery stuff from Chinatown which I dislike.
I am very sorry but the noodle has to be a bouncy and flexible egg noodle kind if they want to claim the bowl in concerned as a Japanese style ramen.
I’ve heard that Tonkotsu on Old Compton Street makes their own noodle.
Therefore, they are the next one on my “must visit ramen place” list.
For a bottle of mineral water, 2 bowls of ramen and 2 starters, it costed us £44.44.
Hmm… apparently we were served by Teddy Panda.
Another thing I noticed was that the restaurant was very noisy.
When the restaurant was full, the acoustic resembled Wagamama’s, the sound reverberated and amplified.
Quite impossible to hold any small talks!
It maybe to do with their tightly packed seating arrangement and a lack of soft furnishing.
So for the atmosphere and comfort, I vote for Shoryu.
When we left, a queue was stretching towards Berwick Street..
It was a fun place to visit. I will definitely come again when they are not too busy.
I noticed more than a few unsightly speckles on my silk shirt when I got home.
Ahhh, I must have spattered while I was slurping the noodle!
Another lesson to be learnt: Avoid wearing a dry-cleaning only top when eating ramen…