Sobaya

My mom came to New York to help me with the move to Chicago. (Apparently her coworkers gave her a lot of grief for flying out to help her grown daughter handle a move. I'm spoiled.)

We made the mistake of going to Sobaya rather than hitting up Ippudo one last time. I was so encouraged by my experience at Sobakoh, that I wanted to give this well-known soba joint a try. We started out with an agedashi tofu that was nice, but the tofu could have been a bit silkier.

Mom went with soba in a hot broth and lots of vegetables, that was frankly, rather bland.

In trying to echo the uni ikura soba at Sobakoh, I opted for sticky yam and uni soba. The sticky yam and unctuous uni coated each strand of soba in a rather unappetizing fashion. It was a bad call on my part. Sobaya's noodles are denser than Sobakoh's, and I have to admit I prefer the latter.

Sobaya, 229 E. 9th St. (b/n 2nd and 3rd), New York, NY