I’m sorry that’s the best I could come up with. But seriously, Nama Nama is where it’s at. Located at the Paris end of the city, it’s hard to find a lunch bite that doesn’t involve an hour or four wait.
Rocking up on a Friday at lunch time with my sister visiting from North of the border, we were told it would be a 10-15 min wait and with the smells that were wafting around the hobo-like venue, it was def worth it.
Owner Simon Denton has squeezed as many people into the space as possible, and at times you feel like you’re in the way of the ten or so staff running around. We were eventually seated at one of the small wooden tables with wooden stools (not the best fit for the long limbed beings but manageable), with a couple who were discussing the ever popular first world problems of those who frequent this end of town.
Although I’m one of the Bento Box’s number one fans, I had heard the Udon is where it’s at, especially because the staff knead the Udon with their feet! (Yes I felt compelled to look at the feet of each person who walked by).
I went with the Wagyu beef Udon ($15).
I’ve been to Japan so I feel like I’ve tried some pretty amazeballs Udon. Nama Nama (nama nama batman!) Udon rocked my world. The Udon noodles were so soft and supple & still held the flavour of the beef and Kanto Style broth perfectly. The serving was large and definitely a test of your chopstick skills.
I spent about 10 minutes chasing the last noodle around the bowl. Jess 1. Udon 0.
Only gripe is that the beef that accompanied was slightly overcooked and there could have been more. But I would have been happy to just eat the Udon by itself.
The first world problem solvers went with the ‘Surprise Bento’ which steers away from the typical tempura, miso and teriyaki protein. Definitely want to give that a whirl next time.