Ramen, it’s basically soup on steroids. And ramen bars in London are 10 a penny with Bone Daddies spawning like rabbits. It’s a unstoppable trend and I for one am welcoming with open arms. Sometimes all you need is a huge, comforting bowl of soup filled to the brim with noodles, a delicious homemade broth and topped with a tender joint of meat.
Bone Daddies are the type of place which plays old school rock ‘n’ roll whilst you slurp on oodles of noodles. I headed to their outpost in Old Street with a couple of girl friends after work one evening. It’s got a killer vibe; the decor is sleek and diners sit along high communal tables.
Pots of the usual ramen accompaniments litter the tables – garlic, sesame seeds, vinegar and chilli paste. Oh, and there’s also the not so usual like a jar crammed full of hairbands and plastic bibs. How thoughtful, because to really enjoy the sexy bowls of ramen that Bone Daddies serve, you need to slurp.
I dived into the Tonkotsu ramen and the broth used is made by extracting pork essence for over 20 hours. It also comes with pork belly, thin noodles, spring onions, bamboo, beansprouts and an soy egg. A word of advice? Only come here on an empty stomach.
That said, I couldn’t resist some mochi, which are tiny mounds of ice-cream with a shell of rice flour. We opted for a selection of salted caramel, banana, chocolate and green tea. The majority of these little balls were too sweet for my taste, but I thoroughly enjoyed the flavour which was packed in the green tea mochi – it had that bitter matcha taste which I adore.
Bone Daddies, The Bower, 211 Old St, London EC1V 9NV