Park’s BBQ was located in the same strip mall as a store called Hi Puppies!, so I guess you could call the location “unassuming.” As I waited by the door for Ja-Shin and Jeff, I read the write-ups on the wall — I’d never been to a Korean barbecue place with a Michelin recommendation! We started out with perfectly marbled Wagyu, moved on to brisket and closed out with succulent short rib. I dipped the beef variously in a brothy pickled turnip juice, spicy fermented bean paste and rock salt. It was an overwhelming assault on my taste buds and left my clothes smelling entirely of meat. Bryan picked me up at Park’s for the BigBang‘s show at the Roxy. Bryan worked on their album a few months ago and it went platinum in Norway! Their style — Fleetwood Mac meets Aerosmith — isn’t exactly what I’d normally listen to, but they put on a good show. The lead singer Oystein was jumping all over the stage, encouraging the crowd to cheer. It was probably a smaller audience than they were used to back home, but some guys in the crowd were very enthusiastically egging them on.