Know what that means? It means I LOVE YOU, in Japanese, of course. Why am I in love? One word and one person: Momofuku. David Chang. Yeah, i’m sure you’ve read the hype and are sick of him. I know I was. You get jaded and mad when you’re waiting on 1st avenue to get some pork buns and ramen, or ssam or crack pie, but the second you get your first bite – LOVE. Love. Love. I’m fairly certain that his famous pork buns, as cliche as they are, would be part of my death row meal.

So, you can imagine the excitement yesterday when we recieved our copies of the Momofuku cookbook. We eagerly ripped off the “DO NOT SELL UNTIL 10/27″ stickers and devouered the book as if it was a slow poached egg on top of a bowl of steaming ramen. The book is amazing. I’m ging to out myself out now as the biggest nerd/loser in the world, but I was close to tears as I read every single page. The book is goddamn PERFECT. It’s gorgeous and just insanely perfect. I don’t think i’ve ever been so excited over a cookbook  since the American Girl’s Cookbook in 1990. (Yo, don’t knock Molly’s Victory Garden Vegetable Soup).

So, as of today, the release date, there is one copy left. They flew out of here like hotcakes (or whatever the Korean/Japanese version of hotcakes would be). I’m sure by close tonight, i’ll sadly trudge my way home, empty-handed, as the last copy is cuddled up with someone – who I hope will enjoy it as much as I do. And, never fear – we’ve already placed a reorder, and we’ll have more by the end of the week. And, then, pork buns for everyone! But, in the meantime, David Chang, will you marry me?