When the pouch imbibes on one too many fancy cocktails, 90 oysters and UGA caviar service at a well know hipster hangout, it does stupid things like go on a eating binge at as many places as it can. Somehow the pouch ended up here right before they locked down the doors for the night. This place needs no introduction or stupid crass words from me. It's so damn good, the pictures speaks for itself. Still one of the best KFC wings in this town... Along with everything else here. Octopus Bar is on the agenda afterwards... Will the pouch make it after a stop over here?
KFC Wings.
Mandu.
Spicy Andouille Sausage.
Kimchi Pancakes... And some Fobby obscene gesture.
Apple Kimchi.
Pork Chop Donkatsu.
Bibimbop.
Japchae... With some attic sister hands from Pet Sematary.
Okara Cornbread.
Chicken Skin.
Our Tofu.
Bingsu.
This fat fuck just went into a food coma. Kiss Octopus Bar goodbye for tonight...
Burp.
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