I used to think grilled chicken was the most boring thing on earth. Dry, flavorless, something you just push through for the sake of protein. Then a friend dragged me to a tiny Korean BBQ spot. Suddenly, chicken wasn’t just chicken. It was marinated in garlic, sesame oil, soy sauce—then cooked right in front of us, sizzling on the grill. The smell alone made me dizzy. The funny part? Back at home, I tried to “DIY” the same thing. My apartment smelled like smoke for three days, but honestly, it was worth it. Now whenever someone says “let’s just bake some chicken,” I can’t help but roll my eyes. Once you’ve had it the Korean way, plain chicken feels like punishment. #Food