Ramen anyone?

We had so much success with Yakisoba that we thought, why not Ramen? I'll tell you why not! We got to a little place just doors down from our apartment and sat down in one of our favorite little tables with no chairs. We were quickly handed English menus (thank God for that). There was not a lot to choose from. Mainly just "pork flavored broth" with different toppings. Assuming that meant that it came with no meat, Jason and I both ordered meat in ours. When our bowls of Ramen arrived we were shocked to see that we had a big chunk of fat covered ligament in our bowls. Then about 3 minutes later another man appeared with MORE of this disgusting looking meat (our side of meat we ordered). We smiled and said our aragatos but were both pretty turned off. Jason tried it (that's what he does). He said it wasn't too bad and it wasn't chewy. I tried it too. It really wasn't too bad, but bite after bite after bite, we couldn't do it. We left our bowls as empty as we could and headed for the door. Colton was waving bye bye (I was moving his arm - he doesn't wave yet) and we were walking out the door when the man came quickly after us with worry and shock on his face. WE HADN'T PAID!!! We were so used to our Yakisoba success that we forgot we hadn't paid the machine and we had to pay the waiter this time. Needless to say, we felt terrible. Jason said his apologies about a thousand times and the man just laughed it off with us. I guess no matter how bad your Ramen is... you still have to pay.