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Today I was coming back from an interview, turned a corner and found myself in Koreatown, or K-town as they call it in NY. There was a big building in front of me with Korean writing on it. I stepped off the curb and immediately found myself surrounded by asian airline pilots and flight attendants. I said to myself, “What in the world is this, New York? These people aren’t Chinese.” Then I realzed the building was some sort of office for Korean Airlines and all these people had just gotten off a bus. It’s much smaller than Chinatown, and has all kinds of cool-but-different stuff.
I saw this one Korean barbecue place I’ll have to check out later. It was a little expensive, but mmmm, bulgogi.