The weather is getting colder in Seoul. And I dread the rainy days with chilly winds.
Its even worse when we are facing a severe meat deficiency from our diet. Kimchi gets your bowls moving but I'm not getting much energy from their rice, noodles and vegetables. How I salivate in my dreams at night when I think of the roasted pork back home.

So I went with Ariyo, Crystal and Mandy to satisfy our meat craving. Samgyupsal! We paid 5,900 won per head for the buffet. Thats about 10 bucks, its considered pretty cheap by Korean dining standards. Our average cost per meal is around 5-6 sg dollars.

We went crazy at the sight of meat. Picking up slabs of pork and beef and started grilling them.

Looks damn fatty right? We couldn't care less. We were cold and hungry.
They also had pancakes and dumplings too, and they tasted pretty good too. We whacked quite a lot of plates. Well..thats so typical of kiasu Singaporean behaviour, hah.

Bacon after grilling it on the tray for sometime. Check out the cup of black water. FYI, thats not coke/pepsi. Thats the amount of oil mixed with burnt stuff dripping down from our tray. 5,000 won for anyone who dared to down it. Not surprisingly. no one claimed their prize.

Devouring my lettuce wrapped pork with kimchi and spring onions. Fantastic.

We got some octopuses too to join in the procession to our stomachs.

Small baby octopus. They stuff red pepper to these octopus head. Fiery hot. Not for octopussies.

How can we have meat without soju?
This is probably the best example of complementary goods in Korea. Its a warm feeling to have the soju heating up your insides. Ahh..

Cheers!

The mess we left. After sitting there to eat for 3 hrs. We were a little high after the soju and Mandy was starting to behave weirdly, which kind of freaked us out. Haha

After the meal, I wanted to try KTV under the effect of alcohol (which was quite different) so we headed to some real cheap noraebang which charged us 6,000 won for 1 hr (the cheapest that we can find in Sinchon).

But as the saying goes, 一分钱一分货 , the place was really run-down and the place reek of mouldy kimchi. An old ajeossi was manning the lubsup looking noraebang. He gave us a desultory stare when we entered and later, appeared a little dulan that we interrupted him from reading his papers.

The Chinese songs were old. Think Jacky Cheung's Wen Bie era.
The sound system and echo was terrible. And the best part:

You get porn for your mtv. LOl.