BRAND STORY
Noodles that walked a long road
Two thousand years ago, a city stood on the banks of the Yellow River: Jincheng, the Golden City. Caravans crossed the river here heading west, carrying silk to Rome; pepper, cassia and tsaoko came back along the same road and fell into Jincheng's soup pots.
Two hundred years ago, that soup was given a standard: one clear, two white, three red, four green, five yellow. A bowl of noodles gained its name — Lanzhou lamian.
A hundred years ago, lamian travelled east. In Japan it came to be called ramen — the very sound of "la mian". Abroad, it grew into another shape.
Today in Prague, in a shop that once served Japanese ramen, we set the pot back on the fire. We are not changing the bowl — we are letting ramen return to lamian, letting the noodles come home. Lami — the name of the noodles, and the name of the road.









