Another Thanksgiving weekend in the good old ROK. Today was wonderful: I sacrificed the entire morning/early afternoon during which I was supposed to attend a makgeolli (rice wine)-making class in order to hack up and stew a giant punkin and toast the seeds, as well as create a whole new sweet potato dish. My house smelled delightful! I went to a coworker’s for the best turkey I’ve ever eaten (apparently the secret is deep-tissue butter massages…sounds horrible til you taste it) complete with some Uno, Toy Story 3, and pumpkin pie, my fave. Tomorrow it’s off to Round #2 at Metropolis Bar, where I spent last Thanksgiving. It’s really fun to actually be able to continue traditions from last year as well as start new ones: I feel like an old hand.
I’ve developed an increasing interest in food, particularly Korean food and unusual finds. I’ve started blogging more about it at The Taste of Korea and venturing out more often. It is extremely unusual to see Koreans eating alone, but there are a few local “fastfood” Korean joints in which I can get away with solitary meals and an underwhelming amount of whispered “Waygookin!” attention.
Since I’ve already posted several blogs, I’ll just link them here instead of re-posting in their entirety.
"The 'Lotus' Eaters: A Persimmon Smoothie"
"Feels Good to be a Gangsta: Oysters in the Alley"
"The Wonders of Pumpkin Duck"
"Whistlestop Snacks: The Convenience Store Crawl"
Mrs. Q recently asked for school lunch/nutrition haiku, and I obliged, thus follows:
Childhood
Nothing says lunch like
A mad rush for sandwiches
And a milk carton
Kiddos
Training on chopsticks
One dainty bite at a time
Korean children
Rice
Oh, ubiquity
Fruit of back-breaking labor:
Savior of the world.
Rice II.
Staple of the world
Oh, universality
Of empty white carbs
Campbell's
Did Andy Warhol
Reject spaghettios? When
He preferred the soup…
Korean Cafeteria
“Kids, for which meal was
Kimchi, rice, and fish-paste soup?”
“Breakfast, lunch, dinner…!”

