31 (Fri) August 2012
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at Imo-Ne (이모네)
with Cha SW, Kim HS, MtG, Noh SJ
For the longest time, I've been wanting to write a post featuring this gamja tang (see generally 3.226 Gamja Tang). Previously, I'd never really liked the dish, but the one here changed my mind after a single bite: delectably tender chunks of meat falling off the vertebrae in a perfectly balanced, not-too-spicy, almost-sweet broth and, most remarkably, not a hint of the perilla employed by most other places as either or both a masking and/or flavoring agent, which had always put me off. 25,000 won for a small pot, enough for 3-4 servings. Ironically, the restaurant serving this paradigm of a hardcore Korean stew is located in Itaewon, the country's largest/oldest foreign enclave more noted of course for ethnic eateries. So, after a long night of ales and whiskies and tequilas and wings and ribs and tacos, as well as the loud music and the loudmouthed masses, it's become my go-to final destination for a wrap-up round of soju and gamja tang in peace and quiet. The name of the place--"imo" technically refers to a maternal aunt but can be applied to someone roughly equivalent thereto (e.g., mom's girlfriend) or someone who plays some maternally auntish role (e.g., waitress (because mom's sisters are known for serving food, apparently)), while "ne" means "home/family of" and is often used like "chez" for restaurants--implies comfort. I never got around to writing about it because something else earlier in the evening always seemed to take precedent. But tonight, we started with fish & chips at The Wolfhound then headed straight here.