Santouka
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The Kara Miso ($14.50) is the only choice for capsaicin-addicts like me. The vibrant orange-red of the soup is a pretty accurate indicator (or warning) of its punchy spice that left me smacking my lips. The thinly sliced pork had a balanced marbling that was satisfying without being too sinful and the meat retained some of its bite while bamboo shoots accorded textural variety.
The Miso Ramen ($13.50) was just shy of being cloyingly rich and is extremely filling. Unlike what one typically encounters, the miso soup was neither MSG-laden nor overwhelmingly salty; authentic stuff.
The Shoyu Ramen ($13.50) would be a more subdued creature compared to the aforementioned two with subtle highlights of the layered flavours of soy sauce instead of strong characteristics hitting you in the face. These complex nuances are often overlooked and make for an interesting experience if you take the time to savour them.
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