Honey Pig

Honey Pig is a delicious, smoky, suburban meat paradise, assuming you are of sufficient intestinal fortitude. Even my dining companions, who complained of the "Honey Pig effect" the next day, though, agreed it was worth the gastrointestinal hangover!

Because I was dining with 3 dudes, we got to order a LOT of food. An order of pork belly, order of short ribs, tofu soup, baby octopus and pork chulpan, and of course, the rice,various accompaniments (loved the little sugary beans!), and copious beer and sochu.

Be forewarned, unless you have incredible self control, you will most definitely gorge yourself. Fortunately, since each of us had a different favorite among the order, there was no fighting for thirds, fourths, and fifths. My personal favorite was the short ribs, which were deliciously sweet-tangy and tender.

Amazing wrapped in lettuce with chili sauce and some sesame greens.

Others liked the pork belly, but I found it a little disappointing. While I expect pork belly to be fatty, this fat was lumpy and chewy--not the silky, slidy kind you'd find on a hunk at a fine dining establishment.

P's favorite was the chulpan, which, unlike the bbq dishes is all savory and no sweet; surprisingly not as spicy as I worried it would be but still with incredible chili pepper flavor. This dish came with generous amounts of kimchi cabbage and just a few cute little baby octopi (which are both fun and tasty!).

We rolled out of there smelling strongly of smoke, with, I'm sure, frighteningly high blood lipids. But fat and happy, nonetheless! (portions x-posted on yelp.com)