I don’t know about you, but for me, when the rain is pouring down, all I could think is noodle; hot and watery noodle. That’s one of my
guilty comfort food. I though it would only be my comfort food in Indonesia, but it also happened be one while I was in Seoul.
I remember that I came to this place on my way to Dongdaemun from Hanok Bukchon Village in Seoul. It was raining. I passed this small restaurant. From the outer, it didn’t look like a stall with a space for customer to sit and enjoy the meals. It looked like a small stall, so I just passed it since I thought it wouldn’t give me a shuttle from the rain which was getting heavier, even though the food that it offered were all tempting. It varied from fish cake, rice cake, various noodles, and many others.
I’d been walking about 7 minutes reaching the station and I still couldn’t get out all of the pictures of the food, and then I decided to go back and order a fish cake. When I saw few customers were enjoying the meals inside, I then asked whether that was the same shop’s place, and yes, the seller said it was. I was so happy and added noodle on my order. There, I was, waiting for what I had ordered.
While waiting, I enjoyed the warm restaurant, which furniture was dominated by wood. I like it, except somehow a mismatched few furniture at one corner. I just sit facing my favorite spot inside this small restaurant.