Cheapskate

I wonder what it is about cheap, greasy food that makes my heart melt. Driving back from looking for apartments with my roommate, out of the corner of our eye, we spied a dirty truck that says the word "Kogi" on it. After a quick double take, I slammed my brakes in the middle of the street and kicked my roommate out with her wallet to stand in line.

After waiting for a good half hour (which I'm told is not that long for the Kogi truck), and trying to find parking while an old white man in a Mercedes honked at me profusely because I'm not moving fast enough, my roommate came back with a big bag that had grease spots all over it.

I knew that it'd be a good dinner.

{Kimchi Quesadilla}

{Bulgogi Burrito}

Note to self: Stop posting food pictures on this blog only. Also, if going to post food pictures on the blog, do not post at night.