This may sound weird (or not), but as far as I can remember, I've only had Mongolian BBQ exactly twice in my life. Once was at a hole-in-the-wall in Newport Beach/Costa Mesa, which I already forget the name of. The second time was in Cambridge, MA, ten years ago. I was in town on business and my co-workers took me to Harvard Square on a particular snowy night to eat at a place called FiRE + iCE. It was, without a doubt, the most popular joint at the time for locals.
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