Alas, Alas, Woe, Woe

In search of something different, I went to Doc Chey's for lunch today, which was an all-too-obvious mistake. I need to get it into my head that I'm just not going to find real ramen in the U.S., period. Seriously, though, a soup as ill-thought-out as the one I just attempted to eat should be a crime. Take your standard miso base; not bad, but not bringing much to the party. Add to this half a cup of soba noodles, reknown for their ability to resist all flavor absorption. Drop in some dense tofu, famed for much the same. To this concoction, add a cup of raw carrot, julienned, some sesame seeds, greens of unknown origin, and some seaweed. Season liberally with tears as you weep over the lack of good Japanese fast food in America.