“With chopsticks, I cut through the dark-skinned egg, releasing molten yoke into waiting broth. Face bathed in the warming steam, I tasted. Sheltered from the rain Soothing train, ramen-numbed brain I reap contentment With the Zen meal consumed and consumed by the Zen meal, I exited back into the chaotic Tokyo night.” LiteratureJapanTokyoRamen Book:Rainy Day Ramen and the Cosmic Pachinko Source: Rainy Day Ramen and the Cosmic Pachinko