So after attempting to try the highly acclaimed Ramen and in house made noodles at Tonkotsu numerous amounts of times, seeing the queue (just let me book will you?!), turning and walking off to find another suitable restaurant, I finally made it through the door. I decided to have a lettuce leaf for my lunch, which allowed me to head straight to the restaurant after finishing in the office in the hope of getting a seat, which I did. A plank of wood, a rulers length wide and a chair facing the wall.
I was meeting a friend that I haven't seen in months, I wanted to see her face, not the painted exposed brick wall so asked to move to a table that had just become free behind us. Apparently this was the worst possible thing I could do. From friendly service when entering, to just a bit ‘offish’ from then on. I am a paying customer and there was no queue at the door, I don't really see the problem.
I ordered one of many yummy beers from the menu and the Tonkotsu Ramen, when in Rome! The Ramen was lovely, as many people have said, you really can taste the difference from the watery, tasteless pre-made noodles to their almost wholewheat looking strings of loveliness. The thin slices of pork was melt in the mouth and the perfectly cooked egg slowly turns the stock from thin and watery (albeit tasty!) to thick and silky. I did however have a bit of food envy, my friend ordered the Tokyo Ramen… to die for.
By the end I needed to satisfy my sweet tooth so we ordered two tubs of ice-cream, one Vanilla and one salted caramel. Not particularly authentic but great! At £3.50 a pop you wonder if a bit of ice-cream is worth it, well it is. They definitely placated my sugar needs!
All in all, great evening, and nice food. But whatever you do, don't ask to swap to the uninhabited table. This kind of behavior appears to be frowned upon.