27Mar/065
Food of the Otaku Generation
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Many sharp and toothy bits of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose smile,
And generous bosom, and hair antenna of shoujo command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read,
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed,
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Mai Tokiha, Otome of the Fire Stirring Ruby:
Look upon my ramen, ye Mighty, and be hungry!"
Like Karmaburn, I had a serious case of ramen craving due to Mai Otome 23.