My Ramen Bowl and Sake Cup Runneth Over at Momosan



Incomplete without the soothing ambiance of a reverently and audibly crunched bell pepper, a single unchewed chomp, unable to be contained without laughter, such is the tickle of its effervescent freshness and the excitement of the flavors to discover and the satiety to experience after being entertained with the world's secret arts of preparing exotic ingredients in common ways and feeding the privileged few common meals in exotic ways.


Word of warning to the vegan / vegetarians of Seattle. Zero ramen options. And the edamame and grilled corn are overdone.