And that's precisely where the budding region of Thornhill comes into play. Parking is no longer scarce here, though public transit is made a tad more challenging with TTC/YRT/Viva transfers.
Parking was ample, though the one-way route around was annoying albeit imposed for safety reasons.
First provided to us were stout glasses and a Stainless steel water jug. Upon ordering, a substantially-sized salad and small appetizer plates were also delivered.
Two shallow dishes were used to share the salad. Meanwhile, appetizers in the form of pickled carrots, peppers, and radish were provided individually in small white dishes.
Cheesy goodness covered the mass of piping hot deliciousness underneath. The warm dish consisted of about two-three firm rice cakes (tteok), two large slices of softened sweet potato, two chive dumplings (mandu), well-seasoned chunks of tender chicken, and a bounty of sweet, just-softened onions. A thin layer of slick glass noodles (japchae) lined the bottom of the pan.
The omission of chili peppers would have undoubtedly rendered my consumption process significantly less strenuous, for tea was gulped and sweat droplets were patted away constantly throughout the meal. The restaurant did not offer neutralizing elements such as yoghurt or potato salad, and the carby items within the dish had rapidly absorbed the spice in residual heat. For the weaker minority of the population, I'd recommend taking heed to avoid chili peppers - that or swoop by Bake Code for a large Thai Milk Tea first.
Lo and behold, I found the love(s) of my life.