Your night, stop by stop
28th Street
We pick out a single stem each at the wholesale flower market, the kind of thing you'd never buy alone on a Tuesday.
Down to Koreatown
We walk the ten blocks south with our flowers, cutting through the camera shops and wig stores nobody talks about.
Cold noodles at Mokbar
We grab a booth and order the kimchi ramyun and something fried, flowers on the table looking ridiculous in the best way.