This place is really good and a must try if in China town. The kiddos got Ramen and dumplings and…read moreenjoyed both. There is a line when they open so try to get there early. It's a bit smaller inside so always busy. The ambiance is fun and trendy and clean. Would recommend

I was in chinatown for lunch and was looking for a spot to dine solo. I came across Daifuku Ramen's…read morepage on Yelp and decided to give it a try. There was a line outside the door and I want to say I waited around 30 minutes to get seated around 1:30pm. The dining area is small, but the service is quick as soon as you get seated. The vibe in here was chill, it seemed pretty busy today. I ordered the daifuku spicy garlic ramen. The ramen itself looked delicious and colorful. The broth lacked salt to me, I was expecting it to have a little more depth but it was kind of bland. Ramen broth to me is generally on the heavier side but this ramen broth was light if that makes any sense. The chashu was nice, but the egg was a little more boiled than a traditional soft boiled egg. It personally was not my preference for ramen but you will like this place if you prefer a lighter ramen.

I love Wasabi Ramen. Stopped in for a late lunch and was greeted with the familiar smell and…read morescenery. Had the tonkotsu with spice umami (it's always a hit), the sesame mai tai, and my husband had the spicy chicken paitan ramen and naked & famous. I was surprised at how tasty his ramen was! I may get it next time as it was as (if not more?!) delicious than my tonkotsu! I can't wait for next time.. this place has held up for years and I'm extremely confident it will continue to do so for many more.

A great spot to grab a bowl of steaming ramen on a rainy Sunday afternoon in Chicago. Note they…read moreclose sharply @3pm probably for a lunch break for the staff. The Alaskan cod sandwich was served on a bed of cabbage covered in a sweet teriyaki & brown mustard sauce with maybe a squeeze of kewpie sprinkled in between. The Berkshire pork eggrolls had microgreens & shaved radish on top of a crema type of sauce that balanced the heat of the kimchi nicely!! For the main attraction I ordered the spicy garlic ramen that was such a delightful mouth experience it really hit all the taste buds! The noodles were perfectly bouncy with the right amount of chew. The jellied egg was perfect and rounded the soup very well! The red chili threads enhanced the spicy miso broth just enough to slurp all the delicious goodness down! My husband ordered the Sapporo miso soup which had more of a creamy type of broth vs the spicy garlic. The noodles were also thinner than regular ramen & had a bouncy springy texture that just hit the spot! Since it was kinda chilly outside we also ordered hot green tea to accompany our spectacular ramen dishes. This place also offers delicious seasonal cocktails on the menu or hot sake if that's what you are hankering for. Definitely try this ramen joint if you are in the Logan square area your tummy will be so happy that you did!!

I love the setup of this establishment as it creates an intimate dinning experience. We were seated…read morein our own section where the curtain is drawn. There are buttons on the wall to alert the staff that we are ready to order and ready to pay our bill. The best tonkatsu omurice I've ever tasted. The tonkatsu was perfectly battered...crunchy on the exterior and tender on the interior. I used the curry as my dipping sauce and it paired very nicely. I love the fluffiness of the eggs. I will definitely order this during my next Chicago trip.

Visited this place twice, the first time was absolutely amazing and we were looking forward to…read morecoming back. The second time did not live up to our memory, the veggie ramen seems to have been completely changed. Still good! But not as great as it could be. The tempura battered purple sweet potato fries were fantastic though! A must order. Really cool booths, we got to sit in the hexagons halfway up the wall, great place for a date night.

Ordered pick up for lunch during the week. My order was ready at the estimated time…read more I got the gyudon and the wontons. The gyudon was a tad sweet and the ginger made it sweeter. I was hoping for a little bit more savory. The wontons were delicious and I would definitely get it again. I will continue to explore the menu and come back as it's near work.

Stopped by Gyuro Ramen in Chicago and had the Wagyu Misuhi Ramen, Kimchi Wagyu Ramen, and a side of…read morekimchi. The staff was top-notch--attentive, welcoming, and made for a great dining experience. The ramen itself was flavorful, and the kimchi was easily the standout of the meal. While the homemade noodles are a nice touch, they were a little undercooked for our taste on this visit. Overall, everything else was delicious, and we enjoyed our meal. 7/10

First time here we were seated immediately! It was Thursday night around 10ish I'll say. The staff…read morewas super friendly and helpful! Very welcoming and attentive, but then again it's a hidden little ramen spot where everyone's huddled up at a bar pretty much lol The food was absolutely delicious! I got their signature ramen and the pork just melted in your mouth. Noodles were 10/10, broth even better.! Will be coming back for sure. Hopefully we have a similar experience with waiting and dining

I never leave negative reviews, but this experience was unacceptable. On 7/18/2026 at approximately…read more9:30pm-9-45pm My friend and I were waiting for our ramen, we watched one of the kitchen staff check the noodles by reaching into the bowl with his bare fingers, pulling out some noodles, and putting them directly into his mouth to taste them. Then wiped his fingers on a dirty rag and proceeded to finish making the bowls. A short time later, we were served that same bowl of ramen. Watching an employee use their bare hands and mouth on food that was then served to a customer was extremely concerning and completely unacceptable from a food safety and hygiene standpoint. It ruined the experience and made us lose confidence in the restaurant's food handling practices. I hope management takes this seriously, retrains their staff on proper food safety procedures, and ensures this doesn't happen to anyone else.

I have been to the FM location twice and got seated fairly quickly (pre Fall weather though) on…read moreboth occasions. I am glad to have this location by me given the drive and long wait times at the original location. I go have gotten the tonkatsu (sub with chicken) on both visits and it's hit the crave spot. Their broth is still one of the better ones in my opinion.

Excited to try this new location after having been to the Logan Square spot a few years ago. The…read morefood was very flavorful and I like the space that the restaurant is in. Beers were good, broths were great, not too bad of price. Excellent pork belly!

I ordered takeout from Ramen-San Deluxe for my husband and me earlier this month (6/5). We had just…read morearrived to Chicago that evening. We had walked over from our hotel hoping to dine-in, but the host told me that the wait time for a table for two was over an hour. It was a Friday night, plus it was also the weekend of the Chicago Blues Festival at Millennium Park, Pokémon GO Fest at Grant Park, and a USMNT vs. Germany Soccer game at Solder Field. If (when) we return to Chicago, we will definitely try to go to Ramen-San Deluxe for a sit down meal because the takeout food was really good. If the takeout was that good, imagine food straight out of their kitchen. After almost 7 hours on the road that day and settling into the hotel, I went crazy with the takeout order and got a bunch of things. Everything was delicious. - Miso Ramen - Bang Bang Shrimp - Eggplant Fingers - Pork Belly Ramen - Spicy Tofu Buns

First meal in Chicago! Wanted to try their ramen…read more Two of us ordered: strawberry shochu spritz $15, small drink tuna and avocado tartare $16 japanese eggplant fries $11 10 hour tonkotsu $18 sumo bowl $23 restaurant surcharge $3.5% Flavors were ok. Noodle quality was not good, not fresh and noodle was stuck together. Eggplant fries were good, though a bit heavy on breading. Ramen bowls had a lot less soup than expected, sumo bowl the mix of everything didn't fit very well. Overall, had high expectations, and didn't come close to meeting them for the price tag.

Was very excited to try this place since I've heard a lot of good things. We had a reservation so…read morewe were seated pretty quickly but since the restaurant was small, we were placed at a 4-person table where me and my friend had to sit next to 2 random strangers which I wasn't really a fan of. Our server was very nice and attentive though, we knew what we wanted so we placed our order and received our food quickly too. I enjoyed The Monster ramen that I got, the broth was super flavorful and perfectly creamy. I loved the beef jam and Wagyu chashu, Although, I will say the noodles themselves didn't really stand out. I enjoyed my ramen but I'm not sure I would get it again. I would definitely come back to try their other ramen though.

I'm sitting here in my living room, mired by an early, uninvited awakening. It was not a thud. No…read morealarm. Just a gentle frazzle of sunlight stealing me from night. In no way had my body rested. Donned in dawn, my underwear-pajamas slightly slid down revealed a sad vision of man, sloppily tangled in ruffled sheets. Exposed. There is nothing pretty about me, I thought, as I pondered if the sunlight were judging what it saw. Before reaching my current perch on the living room couch, I sat in bed flicking through news in search of something good, but simultaneously only pausing on the bad. Glorifying in the doom, really. It was the pinch I needed to prove I was indeed awake. All day I seek the pinch of pain to prove I am not dreaming. Coffee, cats, clothes, splashof water, and 20 steps later I find myself in the planning pose, here in the living room. The planning pose is very much like the wake-startle, sans the sheets and exposed crack. It involves me laying here on the couch actually reading the articles I perused earlier. I like to rationalize that the information gleaned is to set me up for a day of human interaction. Perhaps it is a study session to get up to human-social-speed. Right now it is dawning on me -- my second uninvited dawn of the day -- that perhaps behavior isn't responsible humanity, it is prolonged self torment. The tighter pinch. The proverbial purple nurple of challenging my awakened state. Cats gather around me. One at my feet and the other curled beside my thigh. Am I king to them? They are fed. Surely they are not here in need of something. Have I done something to warrant this attention? My affection toward them is inconsistent. It ebbs in startling fits of overly attentive playing or petting followed by long droughts of disregard. My ambivalence as their king gives me this luxury, and supports my theory that they may think I am indeed king. This is the type of cyclical example loop I am using as evidence to propel me from the underwear'ed fat man the sun observed moments ago. Evidence that says: "See, Sun, I am more than the larva you spotlighted. I am a god! The cats are evidence! And they sleep in your sun-puddles in undisputed, recognizable perfection, not the ugly crack-exposed heap you found me in. You love them. They love me. So, pinch yourself, and stop judging me!" Obviously the coffee is working, or maybe the cats are doing their trick: making me feel accepted in the universe. Whatever the case may be, I pet my cat. Dander floats into the sun's beams and crystallizes in the air. If you've ever seen dust in a thinly sliced light beam at dawn you know: Hope is the accidental luck of shadows bouncing off of the chaos but always cutting through. Always meeting a surface. Penetrating the thickest of atmospheres and colliding on flowers and alleys, on well planned solar panels, on potholes, through any crack, on my crack, projecting obtuse triangles, acute bi-angles, and isosceles quad-tangles, even while penetrating deep into the sea, revealing all the magnificent details of art, and occasionally falling on me. Trees bend to it. I give the cat closest a good scratch behind the ear and look out the window at the trees greening in spring. A dog walker pauses to pick up excrement. A squirrel cowers behind a branch. The ramen restaurant on the corner is cut through by light warming empty tables; tables preparing to slurp up hungry, hopeful lunchers into the belly of contentment. Dark, seemingly an antagonist to light's hero demeanor, sheepishly slinks away, humbly realizing it is not the opposite of light, but the absence. "Beautiful," I think as I see the spicy broth of life warming in the sun glow beyond the glass. Yes. It is beautiful. It really is. I couldn't see how much in the dark but the rhythm out the window is now clear. I turn to my cat, who is winding down a purr. We share a slow-blink gaze at one another as the last sliver of dawn is replaced with shadow in my house. He moves to the window sill to soak in every second as it departs. "Welp, buddy. Nothing left now. Time to bend to the light"