カルグクス
Last year, the newly opened Nanakuma Line subway was the only way I could have reached there. After all, as a traveler, I don't have a car. How else would I get to the suburbs? I got off at Kushida-jinja Station and walked slowly for about 8 minutes to the nearest station called Kamo, passing by mountains, fields, houses, and a tranquil scenery. It had been 12 years since I last visited Hakata, and I was most excited about visiting a ramen shop called Fukuchan. I first tried their Fukuoka tonkotsu ramen 19 years ago at the Shin-Yokohama Ramen Museum, and it left a lasting impression on me. Despite visiting Fukuoka a few times in between, I never had the chance to visit due to location constraints. Thanks to the new subway line, I finally made it. Upon arriving, I saw a crowded parking lot with cars waiting to enter and a line of people. I prepared myself for a long wait, as it was a Saturday afternoon. I filled out a waiting board with my name and number of people, knowing that there were at least 50 people in line ahead of me, including families. The restaurant had a waiting area with benches for about 13 people, and I settled in for a patient wait. After about 1 hour and 15 minutes, my name was called. I was seated immediately, perhaps because I was dining alone. The owner was busy preparing the ramen right in front of me, with steam rising from the boiling pot enveloping me like a temple's purification ceremony. The ramen was made by the owner himself, while his mother helped with cutting the chashu and preparing the negi. It was a heartwarming sight of a family working together. As I waited for my ramen, I observed the restaurant, which seemed to have a long history. The background music was a TV show called "Fukuchan," a common name that made me doubt if this was the same shop from the Ramen Museum. However, seeing a poster for the museum's 30th anniversary event reassured me. The sound of the owner draining the noodles from the pot in a rhythmic manner echoed throughout the restaurant. He was focused and silent, only speaking a simple "thank you" when a customer left. He would personally serve the ramen to customers at the counter. Finally, my ramen arrived, and after 18 years, I enjoyed Fukuchan's ramen once again, appreciating the owner's meticulous work.