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😍 5/5 - Peace, No, No, No War
By 👻 @People_Watcher2018, 09/23/2020 3:00 am
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Grunting motorcycles, wrenching banging of axes and other construction tools to lift buildings into the heavens, brick hammers demolishing aged edifices early morning after morning, concrete mixers loudly dreaming the new
rectangles toward the sun, and endless 25 hour per day honking piercing all dreams of peace and, what is it called again, oh, yes, sleep.
If that matches or resembles the terrain most of us know, fear, and run as far away from as possible, then definitely make your way now and frequently to Dons Bogam on Manhattan’s West 32nd Street, an area imagined, visualized, by many as midtown’s noise center. Do so to uncover amazingly the soothing, yes, alluring, Korean island of peace and quiet—remember that? —seated at Dons Bogam’s more than ample seating space tables.
Waiters emerge noiselessly, almost invisibly, quietly and efficiently write your victual choices down, and in a sparkling quick passage of French minutes, return with your eatables desired. Masked and polite, they arrive and depart almost invisibly, soundlessly.
What do they bring? Appetizers appear first, and, yes, they do appetize. Tiny, mellow textured, divided into miniscule portions, they evoke an eatable world rarely envisioned or spotted anywhere on the withering globe. Fruit soju cocktails whet and wet the taste buds.
Arrive the kimchi, bibimbap, bean paste stew, and tofu to soothed, satisfied customers swimming in the tiny quiet appetizer joy they just experienced. It is 6 p.m. on an early Fall evening, and the more than usual remaining light penetrating the street promises hope and joy.
As one reluctantly rises to leave, one imagines, even believes, s/he has just participated in a mini yoga class taught by the environment, the space, the quiet, the nurturing mosaic of the food.
The unchanging letters and colors of the then closed Five Guys store sign allude to and even promise steadiness, yea stability, even hope.
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