Back in the day, when the only ramen in the DC area was an afterthought, you could order some pretty bad ramen from a large Japanese restaurant off an extensive menu where ramen was the last thing listed. The menu screamed, "We dare you to order this, you cheapskate!"
Now there are ramen parlors everywhere and the day of resorting to terrible ramen is over, or so I thought.
Enter Hanabi Ramen, a bowl of noodles which harks back to a simpler era when you could count on tasteless soup, thin slices of boiled pork, and overcooked noodles. For the record, I tried the tonkotsu version. The other highlighted choices are a spicy miso and a ten ten miso, (the Sichuan version), supposedly spicier. We wound up sitting next to a couple we knew, and they had no interest in finishing more than half the ten ten.
We also got a bowl of good-looking pork donburi. Alas, it was served sweet. We left more than half of each, plenty of food and glad we live in an era where we don't have to be this desperate.