dish: ramen (chosen with chicken) place: okinawa teriyaki , downtown price: $6.99 in the bowl: ramen noodles and broth. (so far, so good, sort of. and then it gets weird.) chicken. strands of egg. and lots of vegetables: mushrooms, carrots, broccoli, cabbage, and zucchini. supporting cast: nothing. what to do: wonder what you've gotten yourself into. eat. noodling around: there are two ramen reviews on the wall: one from the seattle pi raving that this is far from instant ramen, the other a recent seattle times piece promising that the ramen is simply "divine." at the counter, i gaze at the big menu board and then give the worker a confused look. there's no description of the ramen, and there are far too many options for meat toppings and more, so i ask her what kind of ramen she serves. "american." "american" i ask. "even though ramen is from…" it isn't a quiz, but she cuts me off. after a quick glance at my japanese partner, and says "japan," then hesitates slightly before adding,