The Bulgogi I grew up eating — memory as a review

I grew up eating Bulgogi and have strong opinions shaped by memory. The version here triggered that recognition in the first bite — the complex and bold was right, sesame oil was handled the way it should be.

the communal banchan side dishes are as important as the main. Growing up it was always a Korean barbecue restaurant with table grills, which shaped my reference point entirely. soju alongside it is the only way it makes sense to me. It's hard to be objective about food you have emotional history with, but objectively: this is very good.