I’m not a huge fan of Thanksgiving turkey, but I was sent home from our big holiday dinner with two pounds of turkey. I was very generous with my turkey by giving a portion of it to my cat but, selfishly, I used the rest to make my dream bowl of ramen. I don’t know why ramen is so intimidating to me — perhaps it’s that perfect soft boiled egg that adds depth, creaminess and body to the broth or because I’m afraid I can’t make it quite as well as they do at Oiistar and I’d end up with a big bowl of disappointment. Triumphant matriculation or discouraging defeat — either way, I can’t learn if I don’t try. My gracious attempt with what I have in the pantry: