I finally found a nice Korean restaurant in Shanghai, having some sumptuous Korean BBQ with my pals at Gen G. Having arrived late, I was practically starving, and hastily made my way towards the bois seated at the back. “Annyeong! Ah, baegopayo~ I’m so hungry! Is the pork done yet?” I said, making my greetings to the lads.
T3xture laughed heartily and Munchkin gave me a knowing smile, saying: “Sit down kid.” Motioning to the meat roasting on the grill, he uttered a single word, “Boostio.”
I smiled too. It was at that moment, I knew the pork was cooked.