Travelling back in time a little bit, I recently went for Korean BBQ to celebrate my BFF/LTS’s birthday. She chose a place in Queens called San Soo Kap San, which translates to… I have no idea. I don’t speak or read Korean. Whoops. In any case, once we’d taken over three large tables, bowls of miso-ish soup were placed in front of us. Interesting that we got this… they were OK, nothing special.
Our first order of business were the seafood pajeon, which I found a little blah. It wasn’t crisp and there wasn’t much seafood of which to speak. Ah well. The real star here is the meat, right?
As we sat there, a ton of banchan landed on the table so we could start munching while we waited for our meat to cook.
Meat, glorious meat! The meat was really flavorful and tender, but nothing else really stood out. I think next time I’d go elsewhere for an overall better experience… like Picnic Garden 😉 – the service here was super gruff.
Of course, as it was her birthday, LTS’s boyfriend made her – and all of her friends – a cake. I commend him for the effort because he said it was the first time he ever made a cake, and he chose Red Velvet. Ummm. I can’t bake, and if I were going to bake someone a cake – and feed it to all of that person’s friends, natch – it certainly wouldn’t have been my first choice, as I’m under the impression it’s quite difficult. I was nervous on his behalf… Of course my comment as such may have been misconstrued as just being a jerk…
When we finally finished stuffing our faces full of Korean BBQ, the cake was cut and I eagerly dug in.
The verdict? Mmm… hey Stew, where’s my birthday cake? 😛