I can add no words to about the Momofuku Ko experience that would really add any value to what is already on the web. You can read about Frank Bruni's experience or Adam Platt's take on it. And if you prefer your reviews with glorious pictures, check out The Wandering Eater. I am just going to write a little bit about the experience of dining there, but not the food experience. Oh and I will show you a gabillion pictures.
When my former roommate scored a reservation at Momofuku Ko and said I could tag along, it was like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I was excited to dine at a place that only a select few have tried thus far. In fairness, this makes me kind of sad. Oh noes!
We sat at the far end of the restaurant, the two seats closest to...