Last night, I had dinner at Kom Tang Kalbi House in Korea-town with Eric and Mark. I was a little fuzzy from the residual effects of a migraine and didn't want to stray too far from home, so I suggested Dok Suni's--a solid go-to Korean in the East Village. But, alas, Eric really wanted to experience the authenticity of K-town, so I popped a few more pills and hailed a cab to 32nd street.
There are a few places on the north-side of 32nd Street at which I've eaten and had some decent dining moments. But, I have never tried any of the places on the south-side of the street that didn't involve unruly karaoke sessions and plenty of soju. So, we just sort of randomly decided to go to Kom Tang Kalbi House. The restaurant purports itself as being the oldest Korean restaurant in New York City (which intrigued us) and based on the dilapidated interiors and well-tread flooring, I wouldn't contest that proclamation. It looked pretty beat.
The food was not that great, but not horrible. I had the vegetarian Bi-Bim-Bop, which was certainly edible, but slightly gluey. The dumplings are nothing great. I didn't try the pa-jun, but it looked really greasy. Can't say that I would go again, but maybe I ordered wrong?! It's been around for a while for a reason, right?
Sorry, no pics. Here's one from Flickr.... The restaurant is in the middle of the frame.
Kom Tang Kalbi House
32 West 32nd Street
New York, NY