I once went to a ramen restaurant that had broth so umami that the back of my neck hurt afterwards and I was drowsy. Sodium overload basically. It was so good though. Never experienced that again on the countless other ramen restaurants I’ve been to.
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Holy fuck, that shit’s more addictive than fentanyl, no wonder they’re soupoholics.
A friend of mine once went on a bender through all of the best ramen places in town. That was 18 years ago and he’s still in recovery.
I once went to a ramen restaurant that had broth so umami that the back of my neck hurt afterwards and I was drowsy. Sodium overload basically. It was so good though. Never experienced that again on the countless other ramen restaurants I’ve been to.
My old college roommate has wasted his entire twenties just gooning to soup trance videos.
Doesn’t sound wasted to me.
Glad we weren’t talking about how chocoholics -> chocolics.
I’m sick rn and all I have access to is Great Value condensed chicken noodle. These pictures are an exquisite form of torment.