Behind the college gate, no sign at all.
Steamin' Broth was a small neighbourhood ramen shop tucked behind my postgraduate college. It became a regular stop for students within a few weeks of opening, but nothing about the shop said so - there was no sign worth photographing, no bag worth keeping, nothing that told you what kind of place you were walking into before you walked in.
The owner runs the counter mostly alone, cooks to order, and depends on repeat visits and word of mouth far more than on foot traffic or advertising. There was no name treatment, no consistent packaging, no printed material beyond a handwritten menu taped to the counter. That's not a criticism - it's simply where most independent food businesses start, and it made this a genuinely useful brief rather than a decorative one.
He didn't want the shop to look expensive. He wanted it to look like itself: warm, a little scrappy, and easy to recognise from across a courtyard at 9pm. That distinction - recognisable over premium - shaped every decision that followed.