Part two of eats from Christmas 2017.
If you’ve missed part one and how my behgo-rometer had flown off the handle, read more about it here. I left the last place still hungry AF and trying to survive until making it to the next stop. KBBQ! Well, I didn’t die and I made it to round two.
I am a meat-loving foodie that is currently dating someone that doesn’t like to eat red meat much. That means that date nights can be a challenge, finding common grounds at times. But I guess it’s not really a terrible thing, you know, health-wise. You’re not likely to find us dropping by a steakhouse or a KBBQ joint on a typical night. Catboy might eat meat on rare occasions. Christmas day was one of those rare moments I got to witness it. It was almost fascinating to watch.
Our KBBQ choice for the night was at Brother’s BBQ. FYI, I usually call it “Hyungjae Galbi”, as it is what it is called in Korean. “Hyungjae” means “brothers”. Catboy’s first choice was IL Cha Korean BBQ. But I kind of swayed away from it after reading that over there, you are left to cook the meat yourself. I guess when KBBQ-ing cooking the meat yourself has always been part of the whole experience. I’ve been KBBQ-ing my entire life, even before it became a thing. But in the recent years, the usual places I frequent seem to be at where the servers cook the meat for you.
It’s funny because a fellow blogger (Christina of Christina’s Cuccina) recently asked me for recommendations for KBBQ places. She mentioned that she was specifically looking for places where you can cook the meat yourselves. Just when I was getting used to seeking out places where you don’t have to cook yourself!
What is your personal preference when KBBQ-ing? Having the meat cooked for you or cooking it yourself?
In my years of KBBQ-ing, often times, there is one person manning the grill while the others eat. Or sometimes, someone just doesn’t cook the meat the way it’s supposed to be. I think places that cook for you will negate this possible dilemma. In my family, the designated cook usually nibbles on scraps here and there and by the time they get around to actually eating, their meat is often usually cold. And I honestly don’t like to man the grill myself when eating out. I’d rather give undivided attention to stuffing my face! And for these reasons, my preference is with places that cook the meat for you. The servers are trained to cook the meat the right way and everyone at the table can stuff their face without distractions.
When we arrived to Brother’s BBQ, holiday crowds were scarce. We got seated within a couple of minutes. My family had also gone KBBQ-ing on Christmas day. My mom told me that they went to Kang Ho Dong again. It seems like it’s becoming a family Christmas tradition of ours. I heard that their wait time to eat was a freaking hour!
I fueled on banchan while waiting for the meat to come out. We got the AYCE Happy Course for $19.99pp. “No gopchang this time!” Catboy insisted. We shared a chuckle, thinking back to that one time.
Cha dol came out first. Belly was on its way to becoming happy again. Soju shots from the bottle we ordered was starting to turn that frown upside down.
Next, Catboy ordered marinated chicken. I only took a couple of bites, as it was not to my liking. It’s rare that I have eaten chicken when KBBQ-ing. More for Catboy.
I looked around and noticed that we were the only table without the wired top. We had a plain old vented one. I guess they were low on the wired ones. Bummer.
The crowd mostly seemed to be a mix of friends gathering, couples night out. A couple at the next table stepped out in the middle of their meal. I guess they went out for a smoke break or something? The girl left her purse behind. I guess it was there to mark that they were returning back and not doing a dine and dash. IDK. But hopefully, nothing valuable was in there. Or else why would anyone even do that, right? I, personally, am overly protective of my belongings and am practically clutched to it at all times when out. I don’t think I have ever lost a purse, a wallet, or my phone….even when inebriated.
We ended the meal with samgyupsal, one of my favs. Catboy did not have any. He’s not a fan. How am I even dating this dude? Just kidding lol. We left, stuffed and happy again. Cha dol is the only common meat that we had both enjoyed.