Generally, I am amused and horrified by Koreanized foods: sweet potato pizza dressed with honey mustard, garlic-flavored donuts, various permutations of the corn dog, etc. Koreanized Mexican food, however, is a progressive and wonderful thing.
The owner of Seoul’s one and only taco truck, Izae, became a friend of mine the night I ordered 3 vegan burritos. “Those are for your friends?” he asked. “Uh, no.” After learning that I was, in fact, merely hungry, he introduced himself.