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2013-10-07
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My friend asked me what I felt like eating. I said, Korean Food, thinking of that trip to Korea that I missed. I felt I must have some Korean food to compensate the country I missed. I have visited Seoul and rural Korea long time ago when I was a considerably chubby 12-year-old but since it was a tour, we had normal food, not really street food and not the food that we see on Korean dramas. Anyway, when my friend said that the restaurant he is bringing me to is called, "Uncle Jang Korean Restaur
Anyway, when my friend said that the restaurant he is bringing me to is called, "Uncle Jang Korean Restaurant," it sounded so Malaysian and so kopitiam, so I hesitated and said, "Are you sure it is authentic? Maybe the rice is made from Thailand or Malaysia?" I am kind of the person who is pessimistic because I have learnt that it is too disappointing to have high expectations in life. Perhaps I was prejudiced, even more so when I reached the place and saw it looking like a kopitiam, the place teeming with people, so crowded, looking like a mamak place with smoke all over originating from each table. There were migrant workers everywhere but the odour of food is incredible.
At first, I wanted to order Spicy Dak-Galbi but the Korean owner (I think) warned me that it would be too spicy. My friend could not stand too much spice so in the end we compromised by ordering a mix of Normal and Spicy Dak-Galbi. This dish is a famous dish in a rural part of Korea and later was made popular. It is a simple dish of stir-fried (or shall we call it Teppan-yaki?) chicken drumstick, cabbage (which was said to be very healthy), Korean rice cake, sweet potato and also special Dak-Galbi sauce. We added ramen in for RM 6 (another choice was udon for RM 8) in order to make it filling. It cost RM 19 per person for Normal whereas the Spicy one cost RM 22.
There was a waiter helping us to fry the food. The smoke emitting from the big round pan was a bit too much for my tender and fragile eyes and body and I was coughing all the way. No wonder every table had a bottle of water with steel cups (like Indian cups) which my friend finished by the end of the dinner.
There was just simple kimchi as appetizer with a Korean soya sauce with onions.
When my tongue tasted the spice and my mouth munched the Korean Dak-Galbi, it felt like I was eating at the Korean street. The chicken was so tender that I finished every bit of it. Though the combination was simple, the cooking skill and the food were amazing!
As was my habit, I praised the chef/owner when we paid at the counter! Definitely coming back with my parents!
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