This is Korean Hot Pot.
You know what? I wasn’t all that into it.
It tasted good, but fuck. I’m just not into that whole “cook it yourself” bullshit, you know?
Jenny ordered Soju, and the funny waitress didn’t want to sell it to her, saying, “No no - only old korean men drink Soju!” and Jenny was all, “No - really. I like it! I want it!” and the lady just stood there saying “no, no!” and finally she gave in and brought it to us. It was putrid, but Jenny really does love it.
(i feel like I’m sort of ripping you off with this entry, because we ate this meal in like, September…but whatever.)
