With chopsticks, I cut through the dark-skinned egg, releasing molten yoke into waiting broth. Face bathed in the warming steam, I tasted.Sheltered from the rainSoothing train, ramen-numbed brainI reap contentmentWith the Zen meal consumed and consumed by the Zen meal, I exited back into the chaotic Tokyo night.
-Gordon Vanstone
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