So I arrived at Tsukushinbo, right as it opened, and a long line had already formed, bending around the contours of the restaurant's tiny interior and spilling out into the streets. Which is fine, of course. I don't have anything against lines. Heck, some of my best friends are lines. But it was a really long line.
I also struggled to actually get in the line, because it was exceedingly difficult to reach one of the servers and have my name placed on the line list. A group of customers at a table adjacent to the front door shot me a collective look of utter contempt as I unsuccessfully tried to insert myself into the already-packed restaurant while also puzzling out how to shut the door behind me. Upon seeing the physical contortions I was putting myself through, a server eventually walked over and jotted down my name, out of pity more than anything.
And you won't believe what the line did to me next! As I was still in the line, the line...
Okay, whatever, the shoyu ramen was great. Very flavorful broth, a generous amount of noodles, tender pork, and so on. It's also a great value at just under $10.00, especially since it comes with sides of rice and gyoza. Highly recommended for fans of ramen and lines alike.