One Night in Koreatown by @G_Sny

One Night in Koreatown

A ten-hour feast through L.A.’s after-hours capital (or how I woke up without my pants)

September 19, 2014 Chefs and Restaurateurs, Dining Add a comment

It’s 8 a.m. when I open my eyes and realize: This isn’t my bed. I am sprawled on a bamboo mat at Wi Spa, a multilevel temple of pampering and relaxation on the eastern edge of Koreatown. Feeling like Ed Helms in The Hangover, I peel myself off the floor and walk out the door to sunshine and commotion, in search of the closest bowl of restorative congee and cup of coffee (Roy Choi’s green onion-topped porridge at the Line Hotel’s Pot Café does the trick). I’m not missing any teeth, but still, it’s clear: An all-nighter in Koreatown isn’t for amateurs.

In all fairness to one of L.A.’s fastest-growing areas, I didn’t exactly “go easy” last night. Koreatown is home to more 24-hour restaurants and late-night clubs than Hollywood Boulevard, the Sunset Strip, and downtown combined, and I wanted to see how much I could cram into one night. So I asked a few experts to help me: Jimmy Han, the 33-year-old owner of Beer Belly, a craft beer bar on Western Avenue, who began clubbing in Koreatown when he was 15; Violet Kim, 31, a student and cast member of the short-lived Web series K-Town; and Jennifer Lee, a DJ in her late twenties who goes by the name “TokiMONSTA.”

After a few IPAs at Beer Belly at 10 p.m., we call a Korean “gypsy” cab service, which shuttles revelers anywhere in Koreatown in a weathered minivan for $4 flat. At our first stop, Get Bbul, waitresses dump shellfish onto glowing-hot charcoal grills. Our table is littered with the tiny dishes known as banchan, bottles of Hite, and chilled soju. A hearty “gunbae!” with an accompanying shot happens every other minute. We’ve soon ordered enough alcohol to warrant a complimentary plate of wriggling eel, which our waitress tosses on the fire.

Instead of hitting a Korean pub like Toe Bang or Dan Sung Sa—dimly lit dives where plates of gooey cheese corn are consumed en masse—we roll into one of Lee’s favorite karaoke spots, La Defence, around 1:30 a.m. With its faux-street-scene decor, the place mimics a ritzy Paris boulevard. We polish off some scotch, vodka, beer, soju, two bowls of squid jerky, a basket of fries, a fruit plate, a pack of Camels, and one off-key rendition of Rihanna’s “Stay.” At about 2 a.m. our waiter says it’s time to leave, but we manage to linger for another hour. In most parts of L.A. this would be the evening’s bacchanalian finale. But in Koreatown, calling it quits at 3:15 a.m. is only for quitters.

Another minivan whisks us to an El Flamin’ Taco truck on Vermont Avenue for a tortilla-wrapped nightcap, but the order window shuts just shy of 4 a.m. We vote for Wi Spa instead. Kim and Lee head for the steam room. I slurp a bowl of chilled noodles from the spa’s restaurant, change into the cotton white shorts and shirt provided, then alternate between a salt-lined sauna and an ice-walled refrigerator room, both surprisingly crowded. In need of a nap—stat—I lie down in the communal “quiet room” for a few minutes of rest. Three hours later my eyes open and the throbbing starts. I can tell by the grin of the lobby attendant that I’m not the first person to pass out at Wi Spa, and I won’t be the last. You’ve won this round, Korea-town, but don’t think this is good-bye—it’s just goodnight.

crawl_LThe K-town Crawl

The evening’s kimchi-fueled itinerary, as I sorta remember it

10 p.m.: Beer Belly
Hazy Memory:
Fortifying my stomach for the night ahead with deep-fried pork belly strips dusted in onion sugar.

11:30 p.m.: Get Bbul
Hazy Memory: Grilled clams and spicy shrimp. Lee says the knife-cut noodles are like something some-one’s grandmother would make.

1:30 a.m.: La Defence
Hazy Memory:
Disco lights and a songbook of K-pop and Top 40 hits. Kim shows me the trick of using a soju bottle cap to juice a whole lemon.

4 a.m.:Wi Spa
Hazy Memory: Paying an extra $10 to spend the night on a bamboo mat—and scoring a very necessary free toothbrush.

8:30 a.m.: Pot Café
Hazy memory: “Da Bang Coffee,” which is made with equal parts sugar, half-and-half, and coffee.

Illustration by Nishant Choksi

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Weekend Fun

Tyler spent the night at a friend’s so I ended up having a weekend to do nothing!

Bear came over on Saturday and we went to run errands. This is what my Saturday entailed:






Every year we attend the Korean Festival at the Seoul International Park in Koreatown, this year was no different!

Sunday evening we went to the Korean Festival. I had taken Tyler back home already after picking him up, doing Kumon hw and finishing James and the Giant Peach. I forgot how annoying Kumon is. I had to go as a kid and watching and making my son do it, made me reminisce about my childhood.

I went over the writing/spelling portion and had him correct the mistakes, as for the math, I didn’t even bother. You know how I feel about math!

It was around 6pm when we arrived at the 장터 and hubby was already there.

We ate, drank, walked around and ate some more.

We ran into Danny Cho and had some good laughs. I love that guy…







Hubby had to leave, so Bear and I walked around and ate some more…








I got some Korean socks… I love the cute animated ones!




And last but not least, I ran into a fan of KTOWN! Nice to meet you Grace!




Melt Master With @ChefGreeny

I had the honor of being a part of Chef Eric Greenspan’s new webseries on the #Tasted Youtube channel. His new show #MeltMaster helps promote his new restaurant in the works.

The Chef is owner to the Foundry, which is in renovation and also to the chic restaurant at the Roof in the boutique hotel The Wilshire.

His show consists of creative grilled cheese sandwiches that he creates after visiting an eatery.

Of course my involvement means he was in my neck of the woods. KTOWN!

It was such a pleasure to work with his whole crew and seriously thankful for the opportunity to work in front of camera again. Especially with someone with such accomplishments.

Don’t forget to subscribe to the Tasted channel and follow Chef Greenspan on his adventures.







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