Dak han mal e kal guk soo, or "one chicken and knife cut noodles." I'm told it's also the name of the restaurant, though I don't recall seeing a sign. It's "the place where you look in the window and it's full of people eating chicken." You'll know this is the space even if you've never seen it before.
The interior is utilitarian. The menu hangs from the ceiling and the prices are written in Chinese characters. Bottles of soju near the cashier and bowls of duk (rice cakes) in the foreground.
The table setting. Steel canisters hold metal spoons and chopsticks, and a single burner connected to a gas line. Metal chopsticks, by the way, are very common in restaurants. Bamboo chopsticks are rare. We placed our order waited with baited breath.
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