This blog is inspired by a terrible eats and violence at my school. See if you can follow the flow - its late and it don't matter right?
Koreatown isn't as intimidating as I remember. I just want to be able to go inside a restaurant, be able to read the menu and walk out filled with joy. I wasn't able to do that before, but the options are growing and I'm not afraid about not being Korean anymore.
MAPO RESTAURANT
3611 W 6th St
LOS ANGELES , CA 90005
Mapo has the best
banchan - sumptuous little dishes: beansprouts with sesame oil, marinated eaggplants with anchovies,
kim chi, radishes, spinach, pototoes with onions, blanched cabbage with soy bean paste - I'm not exaggerating when I say that there may be more. The
banchan makes this place special.
Do not miss the pork sauteed with green onions and
kim chi. Their spicy tofu soup is thick with soy bean paste and savory chili. The plan is to try the marinated fish dish that I see on everyone's table next - I'll be brave next time and order by pointing =)
Oh, and the waitress is a sweetheart. She defies the "rude Korean" stereotype and when I go there by myself, I watch in awe. 8 tables, take out orders and the serving of a million
banchan's all by herself.
Betty Hallock wrote an article in the L.A. Times about Koreatown eats this past June. She makes a few great suggestions:
MOUNTAIN CAFE(
San), 3064 W. 8th St. - great
Samgyetang or chicken soup with ginseng.
WIEN KONDITOREI UND CAFE, 3035 W. Olympic Blvd. - its a beautiful bakery. I can sit there all morning. Recommended: their tiny cakes in the glass shelf and chestnut bread.
Then there's the place I will never go to again:
MOM's RESTAURANT (
Umma Jip), 3126 W. 8th St. - I love mom and pop shops but um, there's not alot of love when you walk into this place - especially for a non Korean and a dark Pinoy. It's like the mom in mom and pop disappeared. If you're looking for something cheap, there's some beef soup for $2.99 but otherwise, go back to 6th street and have some of Mapo's grub.
I don't know friends.
Kim chi is addictive. I have a half gallon in my fridge and I find myself munching on that as I cook my dinners =)
And yes, its on my mind. UCLA and tasers.
I didn't watch the footage last night and couldn't understand what my classmates meant this afternoon when they used words like
infuriated. Until I saw the YouTube clip tonight. An excruciating 6:53 minutes of violence and discrimination. I passed up the protest at UCLA today cause I didn't understand what happened but now I do. It's automatic to feel angry when you hear a fellow student scream in that manner and be abused by campus police. And I'll be sure to be out there in solidarity with my peers next time. Denouncing the power that people assume with their uniform on and rejecting the mandate by our country's leaders to treat our fellow middle eastern citizens like criminals.