EJ and I generally eat a healthy Korean-international diet. Well, at least I eat better than I used to. But then our bodies start coming to their senses and tell us we need junk food.
We were out in the Beomgye neighborhood of my beloved Anyang a while back, scouting around for some dinner. There was a tteokbokki joint that I had always passed and wondered what went on in there. Tteokbokki is usually something served on a street cart. What would make this one so special that they’d put it up on the second floor of a building?
It was definitely a place for cheap college food. Let’s see if we can do some forensics work on this one. Obviously we have tteokbokki. But we also have some cheese-filled tteokbokki. There are two pieces of fried mandu dumplings, two hard boiled eggs, some ramyeon and even some token vegetables.
Fire it up!
It didn’t take long for that big heaping mess to become a bubbling big heaping mess. And I always have said that the best food is the messiest food. There’s no way none of that won’t end up on your shirt.
Ooh, some of that cheese tteokbokki! We actually ended up eating the entire pot, surprising even ourselves. It was quite satisfying. We haven’t been back, but I’m sure another junk craving will resurface in a year.