At night Koreatown is Manhattan-- packed restaurants, backed up valet stands, lines out the doors to even the diviest BBqs. By day, it's a different story. You might be the only customer. You'll see the families behind these family-run places. You'll see the servers plucking the stems off a haystack of sweet peas piled on a dining table. Or you'll see this: the daughter sitting alone in a place that by midnite wll be crammed full of hipsters. She'll be watching educational cartoons in English. Her immigrant parents will be peeling a pile of fishy-smelling brown roots, getting ready for the dinner rush. And the girl? She'll be going to medical school.
I took this picture when I had a lunch meeting at Yan Bian on 3rd and Western Friday afternoon. We were the only customers. We let the owner bring us three of her favoirte Korean-Chinese dishes, all of them spiked with pointy red chilis. My favorite things: Spicy chicken. Beef with mushrooms and chili. And this picture.
We welcome your feedback.
Your information will not be shared or sold without your consent. Get all the details.
Terms of Service
JewishJournal.com has rules for its commenting community.Get all the details.
JewishJournal.com reserves the right to use your comment in our weekly print publication.