A group of friends crammed around a Korean bbq table makes George a happy birthday boy. For this reason on Sunday we went to join him on Olympic where it meets the former border of our fine Pueblo.
Shik Do Rak is special for a few reasons. The semi-open wall surfaces encourage smoking, an activity in which many patrons choose to partake. (This place and The Prince are the two restaurants where I've seen this banned pastime happening more than any other indoor establishment.) The restaurant attracts a crowd that makes people-watching endlessly engaging. Then there's the white noise of the rushing waterfall built into the back wall to help drown out the traffic and accompany the sweet sounds of the tabletop barbecue functions.
A big draw seems to the thin rice paper wrappers, or duk bo sam. This feature is even advertised on the napkins. I don't find them a very comfortable or effective vehicle in which to wrap hot meats and stuff, but they do taste good, and I love the texture.
It all keeps me guessing. The quality of the meat is lesser than other places around K-town and it's not really seasoned much. How will it taste when combined with the spicy red and mild sesame sauces? I'm interested to see how the thinly rolled pieces that resemble prosciutto cook on the round grill, and I'm confused by the unseasoned and still-frozen Pinwheel of Beef. Compared to Wonjo the panchan are limited. (I eat a lot of very yummy sesame marinated bean sprouts.) Regardless, the price is right, I keep digging into the already-cooked fantastic pork ribs and soft onions to distract me from the Hite and soju I can't drink, and it's very good times.
Shik Do Rak
2501 W. Olympic Blvd. (at Hoover)
Los Angeles 90006