Sapporo Rai Rai rounds out rameniac’s latest trip to the fiftieth state. With stiff competition from a number of famed local eateries just down the road, can this nominal noodler survive on a sun-drenched stretch of paradise? It’s locals only when you’re this far off the beach…

What’s this? It looks like a weed has grown out of rameniac’s shoyu ramen! Its true he often takes a while in between posts, but… oh wait, it’s just spicy mustard greens from a bowl of “ao ramen” at Kiwami in Waikiki, arguably the most Japanese of Japanese noodle shops between Ala Moana and Diamond Head. Now what does that even mean?

Ramen Ezogiku is a Honolulu institution, a miso ramen joint from Tokyo that made its way to the islands some thirty years ago. If you’re looking for something down home and familiar, this could be the place, with noodles like mom might have made them or the stuff you had in your high school cafeteria growing up. But nostalgia can only get you so far…

Chin-Ma-Ya isn’t the only tan tan men game going Stateside; Honolulu’s Gomaichi has been promoting the art of spicy Szechuan noodling since the mid-nineties. But does it pack heat enough to send scorched diners diving into the blue Pacific as proper bowl should? Open sesame to find out. Sorry, that was way too easy.

Waikiki’s Ramen Nakamura is home to something you don’t see every slurp, ox-tail ramen! How do those gnarly, gristly chunks of bovine fare in a bowl of otherwise familiar shio-based noodles? Stop in for a bite on your way to the surf and the snorkel, and be glad Honolulu has got it goin’ on.

Haughty or hot? Ramen California is simply so far out there that you’ll either love it or hate it. I for one am sold on ramen genius Sean Nakamura’s groundbreaking Stateside molecular gastrolab, a miracle of a restaurant that will force you to rethink everything you’ve ever known about a bowl of the you-know-what.

Tenka Ippin is Kyoto’s entry into the North American ramen sweepstakes, only, it’s been around for years, serving up consistently rich chicken-bone ramen to the lucky locals of Honolulu. Step into liquid with this authentic Japanese ramen operation out on the 50th state. Scott Suzui, you gotta bring this stuff over to the mainland, know what I mean?

Oh it’s true. A minor bout of writer’s block and a mostly salad intake (say what?) managed to sideline rameniac’s noodling for the past two months. But now he’s back, with all the juicy details on Ippudo NY, the East Village’s hottest new ramen shop and a testament to the 90-minute wait for a table! Grab a spot at the bar and drink up! Who eats ramen sober?

Momofuku is a) the dude who invented instant ramen b) the name of an Elvis Costello album c) an Iron Chef’s pick for the top ramen in New York or d) all of the above? Jamal Malik, would you like to use a lifeline? Take the money and run, for it’ll cost you a pretty penny to down a few bowls at David Chang’s decidedly controversial noodle bar! 

Chin-Ma-Ya is Little Tokyo’s newest ramen shop, specializing in an authentic Sichuan-style tan tan men that will have peppercorns oozing through your pores. Capsaicin as a health food? According to ancient Chinese wisdom, and savvy Japanese marketing. The folks upstairs at Orochon must be quaking in their aprons...

Midtown Manhattan’s Menchanko-tei (say that three times fast!) serves up a sumo-style stew of traditional Japanese hot pot and ramen noodles. They’re also from Hakata, so expect an attempt at tonkotsu ramen. But does it fall flat like a teetering yokozuna? That thundering sound you hear might well be the din of a few bowls breaking…

Sapporo Restaurant is as old as Times Square itself, a noodle shop from the days when the Dutch purchased New Amsterdam for trinkets and a few slabs of chashu. Ok, so I lie. But this veritable New York landmark has indeed been around for years, and has even been featured on the big screen! How’s that for coming to America in style?

Fire up the smokestacks, Minca Ramen Factory is operating at full capacity. This off-the-beaten path East Village ramen shop is still unknown to quite a few of rameniac’s New York friends. But what’s in a name? If Minca is a truly a ramen factory, then assembly-line noodles never tasted so good. Or so authentic!

At long last, rameniac takes a bite out of the Big Apple with a whirlwind tour of New York’s finest noodle shops! First at bat, Menkui-Tei, a decidedly humble abode in Manhattan’s Asian hipster haven, the East Village. Real estate is expensive around here, at these prices, how fare the eats?

A full-blown Chinese restaurant that serves authentic Japanese ramen? Instinct might tell slurpers to stay away. Yet Seattle has but a handful of ramen shops to its name and Fu Lin rates a visit, according to the locals. How does one jaded rameniac handle slippery plastic chopsticks and xiao long bao?

Samurai Noodle is the shop of the day here in Seattle, a beachhead for tonkotsu ramen as the pork bone craze makes its way across America! Watch the waribashi fly as diners do battle with extra oil, spicy cod roe, and all the trappings in a masterpiece worthy of Toshiro Mifune, if only he’d been a ramen chef...

Rameniac can’t sleep in Seattle, not after a late-night flight and definitely not when Tsukushinbo serves up a once-a-week ramen and gyoza lunch special. But is it worth waking up for on an overcast Friday morning in the Pacific Northwest? All signs point to staying in…

Shinsengumi 2go, the no-nonsense faster food outpost of SoCal’s most popular purveyor of Hakata-style ramen, takes a left turn towards Tokyo with a limited-time trial run of tsukemen dipping noodles! Money can’t buy happiness, but for $3.33, you really can’t go wrong, can you?

Rameniac is kickin’ it old school with Umemura, the ramen shop he grew up with. Well, that might be stretching the truth a bit, as he’s one of those guys that hasn’t really grown up all that much. But has one of Southern California’s oldest and most venerated ramen shops matured any over the years? That’s a good question…

There’s something looming in the water, and it’s come to take a bite out of your wallet! Chef Kenji Chiba of Chibaki-ya returns to Los Angeles with a taste of his exclusive shark’s fin ramen! Terrorizing customers at $18 a bowl, is it worth its weight in political incorrectness? Rameniac sure hopes so!