Winston C.
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This joint is called Me Barbecue, and it’s got a bit of a k-drama behind it. The story goes like this: they started across the street, then moved into this bigger spot, and some other folks slid into their old location. Instead of coming up with their own identity, they just slapped the same name on the sign. So now you’ve got two Me Barbecues staring each other down across the road. The one I’m in now is the real deal—the original crew, the ones who built the name. The other? Well, let’s just say it feels like a shameless stunt, maybe a hustle to siphon off customers who don’t know better. Honestly, it’s straight out of a K-drama plot with a kimchee slap. I went for the Sunny Special, a greatest-hits plate of kalbi, chicken, meat jeon, and fried dumplings, with four sides for $28.50 But here’s the catch—there’s a sneaky credit card fee baked in, no sign, no warning, just quietly added. If you’re paying debit or cash, tell them to strip it off. That kind of nickel-and-diming deserves a little sunlight. But let’s get to what matters: the food. The kalbi is the star of the show—tender, rich, sticky-sweet perfection. The chicken holds its own too, juicy and full of flavor. Meat jeon? A sleeper hit. And that dumpling—crisp outside, piping hot inside—worth coming back for alone. Just don’t forget the dumpling sauce; it ties the whole thing together. I even poured some over my sides. The kimchi is legit, the bean sprouts and cabbage are light on seasoning but balancing out the meat. Skip the corn, though. Straight from the can, no butter, no salt, no effort. The Sunny Plate is a solid choice if you want to sample a bit of everything. But when I come back, no question—I’m going straight for the Kalbi Plate with kimchee. The Kalbi here is on another level, exceptional. This place has drama, personality, and good food. Just watch your bill, and whatever you do, don’t fall for the knockoff across the street.
