Cuddles, G and I went for a late lunch at Ippudo. This marks the first time I've ever gotten past the front door - normally, Sarni and I slink away from the hostess stand, dejected and deterred by the multi-hour long wait.
Kids, there's nothing like warm noodle soup on a brisk fall day. And if that noodle soup is rich ramen soup preceded by tasty pork belly buns, well, you've just hit the jackpot, my friend. Bottoms up.
East Village. On Canon Powershot.
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