Noodlemagazun Info

The first issue had no table of contents. Instead, a pull-out poster unfolded into a map of a fictional Tokyo subway system where each station was a different genre: Shōwa City Pop Platform , Kaiju Horror Loop , Vending Machine Haiku Line . Leo traced the routes with his finger, landing on a station called Fermented Dream . The article there was a step-by-step photo essay on making natto from scratch, but every third step was a surrealist poem about a salaryman who turned into a soybean.

It was the summer of 2004, and Leo’s older brother, Dante, had just returned from a semester abroad in Tokyo with a cardboard box full of things that made no sense to their suburban Chicago parents. Inside: a half-empty bottle of yuzu vinegar, a DVD of a game show where people ran obstacle courses in inflatable sumo suits, and seven issues of a magazine called . noodlemagazun

He flipped the page. An interview with a reclusive bassist who only played using chopsticks as plectrums. A comic strip about a cat that ran a ramen cart on the moon, drawn entirely in soy sauce stains. A perfume advertisement for “Eau de Shoyu” — notes of caramelized garlic, old books, and regret. The first issue had no table of contents