Galbi for Dinner

So we weren’t super adventurous today. We went to work, came home, then went to the restaurant next door for galbi. We noticed two kinds of galbi on the menu last time we were there and we thought that we had only received one kind. That day the restaurant employees were very quick to try and serve us in English. Today we had a plan. We showed up and spoke Korean. Not very well, but we spoke Korean. I managed somehow to focus hard enough to read the menu (all of 2 items) in Hangeul. When the server showed up I said “Hana seong-kalbi-sal, hana yeong kalbi-sal, dul bap, mul juseyo” and the guy nodded! Then our two different kinds of galbi showed up, along with two bowls of spicy hell-broth soup, and bahn jahn of garlic, radish leaves, and a whole heap of sprouts, shaved radish root, and other veggies. It was pretty good, and I think that our horrible slaughtering of the Korean language may have made us a bit more welcome in the galbi house next door.