# The Journey of Instant Noodle

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- Published: 2024-02-02T07:23:54+07:00
- Author: Cahya

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From the time I could reach the counter (and climb onto a precariously placed chair),
I was drawn to the kitchen like a moth to a flame. Not the flickering kind, mind
you, but the one fueled by sizzling garlic and bubbling sauces. My Nana, a culinary
sorceress with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, saw this spark and promptly dubbed
me “Sous Chef Noodle.” My reign began.

Now, don’t get me wrong, my culinary journey wasn’t all Michelin-starred aspirations.
No, it was heavily punctuated by the symphony of the crinkling instant noodle packet.
From the fiery dragon noodles that turned my tongue a suspicious shade of orange
to the “gourmet” black garlic ramen that smelled oddly like socks, I embraced them
all with the zeal of a five-year-old explorer.

My early “creations” were…interesting. Scrambled eggs turned into technicolor omelets
thanks to liberal sprinklings of turmeric and paprika. My signature “broccoli surprise”
involved pureeing the poor florets into a neon green sludge, much to Nana’s amusement
and the dog’s horror. But through the culinary chaos, I learned. I learned about
textures, flavors, and the delicate dance of spices.

Nana, ever the patient mentor, guided me through the kitchen like a culinary pied
piper. We whipped up batches of her legendary tomato sauce, the secret ingredient
being a whispered incantation that involved crossing fingers and giggling. We experimented
with “fusion” cuisine, once creating a pizza topped with kimchi and pineapple that,
while questionable, had a certain chaotic charm.

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As I grew older, my instant noodle obsession evolved. I became a connoisseur, sniffing
out limited edition flavors and exotic brands. My dorm room became a shrine to instant
ramen, complete with a ramen-themed tapestry and a hot water dispenser affectionately
nicknamed “Brodozilla.” My friends, bless their souls, tolerated (and sometimes 
enjoyed) my ramen experiments, which ranged from “instant pad thai” (questionable)
to “spicy kimchi carbonara” (surprisingly delicious).

Now, years later, I stand in my own kitchen, a self-proclaimed “Ramen Master” (though
Nana still calls me Noodle). I whip up gourmet meals with confidence, but a part
of me will always hold a soft spot for the humble instant noodle. After all, it 
was my culinary muse, my constant companion, and a testament to the fact that even
the most basic ingredients can ignite a passion for something extraordinary.

So, the next time you see me slurping down a bowl of instant noodles, don’t scoff.
You might just be witnessing the next culinary legend in the making. Or, more likely,
just someone who really loves a good bowl of noodles, fancy or not. Because hey,
even Michelin-starred chefs gotta have their guilty pleasures, right? And mine comes
in a brightly colored packet with questionable cartoon mascots.

## Comments

### By: aasthawrites

- Link: https://legawa.com/buku-harian/the-journey-of-instant-noodle/comment-page-1/#comment-20290
- Published: 2024-02-02T14:22:01+07:00

Loved reading your story. Have a great day ahead!

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### By: TiinyJeremy

- Link: https://legawa.com/buku-harian/the-journey-of-instant-noodle/comment-page-1/#comment-20288
- Published: 2024-02-02T08:36:37+07:00

Amazing

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