It’s hard to find a good bowl of ramen around here. But thanks to this post on Chowhound, I found out that it’s a special at Nishi in Ardsley on Wednesdays.
The broth was silky, warming and full of umami.
The pork belly was a little sad — just didn’t have the oomph that I’d like to see. A bit stringy and lifeless.
But the noodles were nice — cooked well — and the accompanying rolls were fresh and well made.
The restaurant is spare and simple inside:
Our waitress, who seemed to me to be an owner, was wearing a kimono (you can see her in purple in the back of the above photo). She handed us our menus, but when I quickly glanced and then said, “I understand you have ramen today?,” she looked very surprised indeed.
I think most of the customers that go to Nishi speak (and read) Japanese, so she was surprised that I would know about the ramen by looking at the English menu.
In fact, the list of specials is written in pen in both English and Japanese and posted on the wall by the front window. (Sorry… forgot to snap that!)
I will definitely be back to try other dishes at Nishi. It’s traditional — and that seems a dying breed in this contemporary world of Asian fusion.