In college, like most folks, I was an enthusiastic devotee of ramen: that quick and delicious (and cheap!) meal of noodles and salt. Oh, how I loved to boil the water in those little plug-in appliances (the name of which now escapes me), to split the cake of noodles in two, two add the seasoning packet. What camaraderie to slurp a bowl of noodles with a friend. A tasty meal for only ten cents.
With actual adulthood came actual meals, though, and ramen noodles faded into memory. That is until I bought a couple packages on a whim a few weeks ago. Why not? It was a twenty cent gamble. Since then, I’m hooked: So savory! So delicious!
Why, I’m enjoying a bowl this very moment…
That’s not me in the picture, by the way.
Then, my friend, you need to know about this site!
John
NOT healthy.
I think the name of the device that you’re searching for is “hot pot”. At least, that’s what we called them.
Listen to Kris. Mysteriously, last week on our office floor I discovered a Diet Analysis computer printout of yours dated May 7, 1997- June 16, 1997. I’m pretty sure you weren’t eating ramen then–somehow you got your total fat intake down to 15.7%. I really don’t know how that paper made it to our floor . . .
Yum! We also love Ramen. However, we definitely limit the treat. I seldom am willing to pay more that 8 cents a package, so I only buy it on sale. Add a good helping of vegetables and share with more than one person and it becomes a much better meal for you, only ingesting one-third of the salt, etc.
o i hate the stuff. Reminds me of being so broke a 7-11 hot dog was just a wish.