okay so i just finished a bowl of tonkotsu ramen from this tiny shop in a back alley in fukuoka and i literally had to sit there for five minutes after because i wasn't ready for it to be over. the broth was so rich it stuck to my soul. the chashu was melt-in-your-mouth perfection. the egg? jammy center, perfectly seasoned. i think this is what happiness tastes like. also i cried a little. don't tell anyone.