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As a starving college student I used to scrounge up couch change with my roommate, and bum a ride with friends to come up to this place. I didn't have enough money so I would split a dish with someone and order a bowl of rice to eat with the side dishes...I believe there used to be a small, Korean grocer next door, as well as an independent record store within walking distance...anyways, I digress.
I don't know if they still bring out the grilled meats on a heated stone plate, lodged in a wooden plank (a staple of Korean BBQ, keeps things warm through the meal) but I remember it serving it's purpose well as the spicy chicken bulgogi, peppered with chili flakes, warmed my starving belly on that particularly cold day in November.
Back then, I couldn't afford to go to a place like this often. I may have visited 2 or so times. I still remember the family photos on the wall, and remember identifying with their immigrant experience.
Man, this place takes me back. I always say that it's the banchan (complimentary, side dishes) that defines a korean restaurant, and this place makes each by hand. An old school korean kitchen on the middle of Ohio
Go get you some Korean food, it's something else
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