FROM THE DESK OF: Nina
I am an L.A. transplant. I arrived here almost ten years ago for college (yikes, where did the time go?!), and while I initially hated this city for a good two years, I eventually realized that I could re-channel that hatred into curiosity strong enough to uncover hidden gems that make L.A. unique. And re-channel that hatred I did: nowadays, I’m fascinated by the dynamic, eclectic vibe of this city, and can’t think of anywhere else where I’d want to live at this point in my life.
That said, I do sometimes wonder what it would be like to leave. Many of my college friends have relocated since we graduated, and with so many of them musing about their days living in this crazy place, I wonder if I would miss the city just the same. If I left, what would I take for granted? Would I ever be able to return to L.A.? What new things happening here would I miss out on while I’m gone? And, most importantly, would food ever be just as good and cheap in my new city as it is here?
Reflecting on this hypothetical sense of FOMO, certain gastronomical go-to spots – places where I’ve forged some great friendships over unassumingly delicious food, creating fond memories along the way – come to mind. One of these spots sits at the corner of Wilshire & Harvard, and it’s called Myung Dong Kyoja.
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