Yippon Ramen — Restaurant in San Antonio

Breaking it down, the atmosphere was nice. Art on the wall, a nice sushi bar you can sit at, plenty of seating from tables to booths and being greeted with an art piece of a ramen bowl was a nice touch. The service was awful, we were left alone and practically ignored for 20 minutes straight after sitting down only to be greeted rudely just to get our drink orders. Food wise was ok, the Spicy Maki Combo was not even attempting to be spicy. With the description being spicy tuna, spicy salmon and spicy yellow tail rolls; I expected to taste at least something with each fish mixture some form of a spicy ingredient. However, in each and every roll not a single spicy component was traceable but tempura pieces. It tasted as though each mixture was mixed with some tempura pieces rather than say, sriracha or peppers of any kind; simply put, I wouldn’t call it spicy. The takoyaki was mostly flavored with what I can deem as mayo, smoked teriyaki sauce and dish water. All the other flavors were present, accounted for and up to standards; however, either someone went too heavy on the ginger or someone used dish water in the batter. Needless to say, not my favorite. The surprise miso soup was a standard miso soup but needed extra salt (no, soy sauce wouldn’t have fixed it). The ramen bowls were the best part of the meal, I must say. The Black Garlic Ramen was ordered with an extra spicy element so it had a VERY large explosion of strong flavors after the multiple mild dishes prior to it. The intensity of the garlic and hot oil was met at first with a punch to the tongue but then simmered to a more enjoyable flavor. The pork pieces were a little too salty for my preference, the noodles were thicker than I would’ve liked them to be and the pieces of bamboo shoots tasted like if they had just come out of an industrial machine. Overall, the experience as a whole could’ve been better and is the very essence of “curiosity killed the cat” but, satisfaction DIDN’T...

Tried this place on doordash originally and it was awful, I thought it was just because it took time to get to me and maybe that's why the flavor was so off.

I was hesitant to give this place another try but I decided to come in person to try it again because maybe I wasn't giving it a fair shot and well.... NOPE.

It is nasty and I honestly feel like the people giving this place above 3 stars either lack taste buds or are doing so because the staff themselves are very nice people.

I ordered the pork belly tonkotsu and my girlfriend ordered the seafood ramen bowl. The pork belly tastes freezer burned [I can guarantee that most if not all the meat is frozen, you can tell it isn't fresh]. This was consistent both times I got food from here.

The seafood ramen just smelled foul, if you order it you'll understand. The shrimp was near raw, if not raw. Additionally, the water that the ramen is served in has an odd taste, I suspect it's tap water from a questionable tap or that flavor is coming from the lack of sanitation of the bowls themselves [I couldn't tell you which it is].

All in all, I wouldn't ever come here to eat. Unironically buying ramen noodles from a grocery store produces higher quality ramen than what you will get here. The wait staff is very kind, but at the end of the day, you come here to eat.

The atmosphere is pretty nice, but some people may not like the lighting. It's dark'ish but has lights, such that, you may feel like your eyes are in a constant state of trying to focus/unfocused. I didn't have that issue...

From the moment I stepped into Yippon Ramen, I knew I was in for something special. The staff? Absolute soldier ninjas. I don’t know where they trained—some secret underground dojo, perhaps—but their service was so precise, so disciplined, I felt like I had accidentally been mistaken for the Emperor’s only son. I ordered a sushi platter and octopus, thinking it would just be a normal meal. Oh, how naive I was. What arrived at my table wasn’t just food—it was a masterpiece. The sushi was so fresh, I swear one of the tuna slices whispered ancient wisdom to me before I ate it. The octopus? Perfectly tender—none of that “chewing for eternity” nonsense. If octopuses are actually aliens, then I just ate the Einstein of the ocean, and I have no regrets. And the service? Lightning fast. At one point, I dropped a piece of sushi. Before it even hit the table, a new one appeared, as if the staff had foreseen my failure and planned for it. My soy sauce dish never emptied, my water glass was constantly refilled, and every time I blinked, a server nodded at me in silent understanding, as if to say, We got you, noble heir. By the time I finished my meal, I wasn’t just satisfied—I was reborn. Yippon Ramen didn’t just serve me food. They trained me in the ways of sushi enlightenment.

Would I return? Absolutely. I will dine here until I, too, master the ancient art of eating sushi without dropping it- I'm getting pretty good, since the food here gives you powers,...