Saturday, September 21, 2013
The Intrigues of Ramen
Ramen I think of you so. I think of you always. If only I could remove everything in my mind and fill it entirely with your pristine flavors, then I would be complete and worthy to look upon your dark, mysterious waters. As things stand now I am a tainted, unworthy idolater. I want Ramen. I want the noodles and the textures, and pork broths and chicken broths and the chicken and pork broths. But never will I be a perfect Ramen lover, and therefore, to prove myself and punish myself at the same time, I will now drown myself in a gigantic vat of ramen. I hope as your porky broths enter my lungs I am infused with you, to whatever degree possible, and just a moment before I die I will truly know you. This concludes this and every episode of the Intrigues of Ramen. This concludes everything.