One generally doesn’t consider ramen when heading to Katsu but their
kani (crab) ramen is undoubtedly worth pursuing…even with its $17 price tag. Relative to the $12-$14-ish mediocre-at-best bowls of ramen being served up at places like Urban Belly, Arami, Wasabi, or Takashi, it’s a complete steal.
Katsu-san claims that this recipe is his own creation and with crab ramen being fairly uncommon (as far as I know), it makes for a more unique and special ramen experience compared to the standard pork/chicken variants usually being served up elsewhere.
The first thing that struck me when tasting this Ticonderoga (historic meaning within PIGMON family circles: humongous) bowl of ramen was the orange frothy shellfish ooze that lined the soup’s outer rim. Take one sip of this miso-enhanced spicy crab broth and you’ll know that Katsu isn’t skimping at all in terms of freshness and quality of ingredients. Although heavily spiced with fresh red and green chiles, the broth is extremely well balanced in spite of its bold heat index. The ramen comes with luscious chunks of shell-on fresh blue crab (
kani), Japanese/Chinese chive (
Nira), sprouts, pieces of fresh chiles, a tad of finely minced scallion (
negi), and some thin carrot slices. I’m betting this bowl can serve your average family of four but I had no problem devouring every last drop (to the absolute amazement of our server!). Although a
nama (fresh) noodle is being used here, Katsu’s only misstep is their being marginally overcooked (slightly mushy). However, to be fair, virtually everybody else throwing their hat in the Chicago ramen arena is also making this same error.
Unfortunately (but fortunately) our server thought he heard me order “Katsu Ramen” instead of “Kani Ramen” and then preceded to initially bring out what looked like a magnificently assembled and highly enticing bowl containing a perfectly fried
tonkatsu (panko-encrusted pork cutlet) along with an egg that appeared to be ideally prepared; not quite
honjuku but ever-so-slightly molten. Trix and I both agreed that this effort looked like a real work of art. If I ever get enough discipline to go there and not order the
kani ramen, I’d love give it a try.
Katsu himself was clearly proud of his
kani ramen, happily elaborating to us tableside about his noodling efforts.
This is easily my favorite bowl of ramen within the city limits...floppy noodles and all.