I was a regular patron of a chic French restaurant in the East Village, usually just to have a cup of dainty café au lait, and to think about my music and my drumming. I loved that quiet place, which somehow reminded me of the countryside in France.
Who could foresee that in few years I would become the owner of that very restaurant? Now I am writing this at the same table I used to sit at as a customer!
When I had the idea to open up my own Ramen shop, after years of working on my recipes, I knew this would be the perfect place. Though I couldn’t put my finger on why I loved the décor so much, I decided to open my shop in the same location without changing a thing. Maybe, my income from my day job wasn’t enough to do the renovation? Either way, I certainly love this space. And being a in New York for so many years, I wouldn’t think of bringing my Ramen anywhere else.
I would like to express my gratitude to everyone who helped me to open my own ra-men shop: our customers, employees, and my long relationship friends, Mr. Kamata who owner of Ramen “Minca” at next door, and, of course, my family. I am deeply grateful for all of you supporting me, and I always will be.
Hiroshi “ Sammy” Kubo