Dear Hankook Taqueria,
Well, now you've gone and done it. You've joined the ranks of Octane and Gato Bizco by being so delicious and fantastic that my head exploded. The Bulgogi taco... the sesame fries... the bibimbop...!
Why is this a problem, you ask? Well, sweet hole-in-the wall purveyor of Korean-fusion goodness, thanks to you, I'm going to have to stage a protest--a "live-in," if you will. I'm going to chain myself to a tree in Piedmont Park, and I AM NOT LEAVING. I will stay here in Atlanta, chained to that tree, so that I may enjoy your culinary offerings whenever I...
Crap. There appears to be a flaw in my plan. Namely, the whole "chained to a tree" part. Hm...
I've got it! Take two:
I'm going to chain myself to a tree on wheels (bwa ha!) And I AM NOT LEAVING. Yes, yes, that should solve the problem. Excellent. Rain or shine! In the most humid of summers and bitterest of winters, I will stay here in this city I love. No matter the weather...
Dang. There's still the whole "living under a tree" aspect. Hmm...
Are you interested in expanding your new empire and opening a location in Clinton, MS?
Love and Kimchee,
Me and my stomach.
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