The gyoza you get at happy hour from the corner bar are frozen and poured from a bag. They give the real deal a bad name.
At Ramen Kazama, these Japanese pan-fried dumplings are a labor of precision. Each dumpling is hand-folded in a wrapper delicate enough to read the morning papers through. It’s a delivery packet for delicate pork, seasoned with fragrant scallion.
There's a hard sear on one edge so crisp it practically snaps. The resultant crisp-chew is the ultimate composite bite.
The little dipping sauce sidecar of soy, sesame, and garlic is like salt and pepper. Without it, you have nothing.
3400 Nicollet Ave. S., Minneapolis