This place is a gem, waiting patiently at the end of K-town row in Manhattan for people to pass by the crowded riots of the bbq joints and sidle into the narrow restaurant with dumplings in the window. When I see dumplings being made, I'm sold. Dumplings of different colors, sizes, pinched shapes- forget about it- favorite thing. We devoured the kimchee and pickles they left for us on the table, then did a bibimbop, dumplings and noodle share- the only way to go, in my opinion. What, am I going to take down a plate of dumplings by myself?
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