One of the many things I miss about England: Wagamama.
It has nothing to do with dogs or pregnant women.
Wagamama is one of the most perfect noodle houses ever. Noodley goodness served with good beer at huge communal picnic tables. And it is cheap (relatively speaking). They remedy the only downside (no ressies accepted which = long lines during tourist season and weekends) by having waitresses bring you alcoholic beverages while you are in line(!). Sadly, the last time I ate at Wagamama was last February. And before that it was circa 1998.
But now it is in Boston! Just one more reason to visit the fam.
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