닭진미강원집

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Namdaemun chicken specialist. Fried and braised.

The counter by the door never stops moving: grandmothers with latex gloves pulling apart boiled hens, separating thighs from breast, peeling back golden skin in whole sheets. These are nogye — spent laying hens, three years old, muscles worked enough to turn chewy-sweet when simmered for hours. Since 1962, this cement-floored room at the mouth of Namdaemun's mackerel alley has served nothing but chicken: whole birds portioned tableside, broth ladled from steel pots, peeled garlic cloves piled in plastic dishes. The regulars know to order gogibaekban — meat set — not dakgomtang, because the former gets you the legs and extra skin, all served separately so you control how much goes into your broth. The soup itself arrives unseasoned, a pure amber reduction tasting only of bird and time, and you fix it yourself with coarse red pepper flakes and salt from communal shakers. Fork the meat into soy sauce spiked with scallions, or drag it through gochujang before biting into a garlic clove. The skin, thick and slippery, divides opinion — some peel it off, others claim it's the whole point, that slick richness against the grain of the breast. Rice comes in dented metal bowls; the kimchi is sharp enough to reset your palate between bites. Sit at a low table on the ground floor or climb the scratched steps to the second level, where the laminate hasn't been updated since the '80s. You might share a table during lunch hour;합석 is standard when the line backs up past the garlic-peeling station. On weekday mornings, pensioners and market vendors fill the room by 8:30. Come before nine to skip the wait, or accept that thirty minutes is fair for a place that's outlasted every trend. Cash only. No parking, but the Woori Bank lot three blocks south gives you three hours free if you get a voucher from the market information desk.