Ever since the charter issue of Lucky Peach hit newsstands, I've been making myself a promise: This is the weekend I'm going to make ramen. Unfortunately, I've been saying that for months now, but not because my noodle soup craving has subsided. Not in the least. It's just that this place, Masa Miyake's noodle shop called Pai Men Miyake, has been feeding me so well that procrastination has become a delicious habit.
Pai Men Miyake
Though "chirashi" literally translates to "scattered," I always think of classic chirashi as the composed salad of sushi preparations: a bed of vinegared rice overlaid with fanned out fish fillets and tidy bunches of vegetables set just so. The chirashi at Pai Men Miyake is particularly nice and well portioned for the price.