Before Yesterday, I Never Even Heard of Bibimbap and Now I Want to Eat Another One
Now that I’m working in the city, my stomach is in seventh heaven. Instead of finding only pizza parlors and Chinese takeout, I can pick any block and probably find a dozen or so completely unique restaurants. Japanese. Korean. Thai. Vegetarian. Irish pubs. Street vendors. (Mmm… street meat.) If it’s food, they’ve got it in New York. Granted, I can empty out my life savings just eating lunch out for a week, so I have to keep …