Every few months, Son and I go out to eat KBBQ with some of his old coworkers. Charred meat, a huge variety of banchan, your clothes smelling like KBBQ all the way home... what's not to love" Unless, of course, you're the one vegetarian of the group, who always gets stuck in the corner, marinating in meat smoke while noshing on whatever...
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