My summer in San Francisco in 2003 made me hate ramen so much that I didn't go near it for a long, long time. I'd touch it out of necessity only. No amount of 'doctoring' in various ways, for years, were enough to overcome that hatred.
But in the past year, I've found the method that works for me. I enjoy ramen now. I know how I, personally, like to make it at home. It's comfort food. I actually have it a couple nights a week, at least. It's cheap, it's easy, it's filling, and makes me happy.