The story
Gwangjang opened in 1905 and never really closed. Under one long roof: silk, hanbok and vintage racks on the floor above, and downstairs the food alley that made it world-famous — mung-bean pancakes fried in cauldrons, gimbap so addictive they call it “narcotic”, raw beef tartare served since your grandparents’ time. Sit on a plastic stool, point, eat. That’s the whole protocol.