I was actually just looking for the EXPRESS store near Penn Station to return a dress. I walked east on 34th, crossed 6th Ave and suddenly found myself on a block I’ve never even noticed before : Koreatown
It’s a tiny ethnic neighborhood, no comparison to Chinatown or Brighton Beach, but you can probably get any kind of Korean food on that small stretch on 34th.
I loved these ladies who were preparing some kind of dough things right there in the window ( I’m guessing dumplings …)
Is it weird that this plastic food still makes me really hungry just looking at it? It’s incredible how real it looks!