Push back the plastic curtain and step into what might as well be a sidestreet ramen joint taken straight from Tokyo and replanted in Paris’s 6th arrondissement. Decorated like something out of Lost in Translation (think Disney posters, furniture, bookshelves and Japanese lanterns), there’s a bar running along the kitchen and tables made of bottle crates at the back of the room. Service is efficient and super quick.
There are five starters and six ramen dishes, such as kurogoma ninniku soba, with black sesame soy sauce and pork chashu (braised pork), or the jidori shio soba with chicken chashu. Descriptions are minimal, listing the type of broth, ramen and main ingredients but it’s a shame there’s not more detail. Starters and mains arrive at the same time; the wakame salad is delicious, as is the small bowl of rice with spicy chicken (a good option for kids).
The ramen isn’t quite as stunning as the decor but it’s served generously and is reasonably priced. The place fills up quickly and does not take reservations, but don’t bother sending a good Samaritan ahead to save tables as they only seat you with the full party. Having a plan B in the area would be a wise move.
TRANSLATION: MEGAN CARNEGIE