Either the ramen hype has calmed down or the Jan diet is going still going strong, OR the pay check as still not gone through, there was no queue at Bone Daddies tonight.
Most people have probably already read from the proper foodie blogs how the food is, so I thought I'd talk about something else - the little things.
The place is very much like a little bar, but I can't help but notice how much the bear bones of is like a brighter version of Copita. The bar stools, wooden table, chilled music, the way it's all laid out, the size of it. There really seem to be a formula to these things nowadays which I am not sure I like.
But what I did like - was the little jar of thoughtfulness. Not the garlic that you can press yourself, but the jar of hairbands. More importantly, the little jar of hairbands next to the sesame seeds just as I realised I have forgotten mine. Soup noodles and long hair are not really friends and the band was a life saver. I did wonder though, how many people tried to put that in their bowl of hot pork bone broth.
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