Note: this post is best read after reading about our happy hour at Rickhouse so that you may fully comprehend the extent of our coworker outing on this particular day. We went from speakeasy-style drinks to ramen noodle soup in a span of about an hour and never batted an eye at the thematic disparity...that's how impressive both of these establishments are.
We continued our adventure across the street (literally directly across from Rickhouse) to Ramen Underground. I had heard about this mecca for ramen lovers but had never had the chance to try it before that evening. This restaurant lies somewhere on the amorphous border between Union Square and that Financial District - that means it's hopping during the week with business people craving a decent meal and tourists wandering about the 'Square, but during the weekends it's closed.
As this was one of the only times I ventured to FiDi during Ramen Underground's open hours, I was ecstatic that my coworkers wanted to try it too. A-plus for all of us that night.
The only downside? There were four of us and a pretty long wait. Ergo, we had ample time for the photo-shoot I'm about to show you: