There might be another two branches in Midtown, but purists know that neither beats the tiny 20-seat original. Write your name and number of guests on the clipboard and wait your turn. Your reward: extraordinary ramen. Go for the pork, which sings in dishes like miso ramen (with fermented soybean paste, egg, scallion, bean sprouts, onion and homemade chili paste).
Behind the counter, ramen masters tackle bubbling vats of fragrant broth and char the melt-in-your-mouth pork with a blowtorch. While there's never any guarantee, 3pm on Tuesdays and Wednesday seems to be the 'quietest' time. Avoid the place on weekends as waiting times are particularly excruciating.
Note that in a could-not-be-more-confusing fashion, the ramen restaurant just to the right is also called Totto Ramen, yet has a pork broth base rather than the original's chicken.