Archive for May, 2010


What’s Been in My Belly? (Part II)

May 25, 2010

I have no desire to enumerate my various weekend sins (though I will say it involved bacon wrapped pineapple and mimosas, surely the quickest way to a stomach ache), save for this:

Chocolate chip and banana flammkuchen @ Platoon, Nonhyeon.

Sort of a pizza, but desserty. I have yet to identify the cheese-like substance on the top, though wikipedia says it is creme faiche. I also had the carbonara tteokbokki from School Food— so good! Why eat pasta ever? (I kid, but not).



May 17, 2010

I really should:

– practice my drawing

– practice Korean

– prep for class

– do some grading

– clean my house (eraser dust everywhere!)

– do my dishes

– stop being so lame

I need a desk. I also need to quit my cafe and green tea latte habit. Hopefully the former will aid the latter. But for now, Mug for Rabbit on Garosu-gil is nice. Just don’t go when the young moms bring their young kids. Then it gets a little noisy.

In other news, this happened:

Imagine for a moment, what it would be like, to be that guy. Now imagine what it would be like to be that guy in a red tracksuit.

You’re welcome.

Also this weekend I saw a fire breathing paper lantern dragon. But you can probably find better pictures of that on flickr, so I’m not going to bother.


What’s Been in My Belly Lately?

May 17, 2010

hamburger steak, Banana Grill in Hannam-dong

Chinese hot pot FEAST, 양꾸 지, Shinchon


Run-On Sentence Reviews

May 11, 2010

Reggae Chicken is my favorite chicken in Korea. I don’t know what it is– a certain fluffy lightly greasy garlicy je nais se quoi.  It’s near Sangsu Station (go towards the University Gate). Also, they have this salad which is a bit like an adventure, because it has all this random fruit in it and it’s kinda dim in there, so you don’t know what you’re eating. “Is this papaya? Is this pineapple? What was this wedge of sweetness I initially thought to be a tomato slice?”

Beard Papas, though a Japanese chain, reminds me of going to Sawtelle Blvd when I was living in LA living off of potato salad sandwiches from Nijiya and getting dessert from here. There is one in Apgujeong and though they don’t have the chocolate covered eclair ones as often as I would like, their dalgi (strawberry) is deeeelllliiicioooouss.

Lastly, I am starting to wonder if I should even bother eating something that isn’t milk tea flavored. Because clearly, it is the best.


Spring, I Like You SO MUCH

May 7, 2010

For the following reasons:

1. My birthday was a few days ago. I spent most of it at the jjimilbang and then in Sangsu for some chicken and muffins. Yum. Chicken and muffins (though not any proximity, temporal or plate-cial, to one another).

I like that this picture is slightly blurry and it kinda reads like I just turned 15.

2. The weather has been nice and warm and breezy. I visited three parks today (Namsan, Hangang, and Dosan), because I was feeling restless (and there was a huge group of middle schools at Cofioca). I pranced around and read and took pictures of flowers, and felt like, “hey, well maybe I do like the outside!”

Because you know, the outside has done me foul since late November, and now I feel like is finally redeeming itself.

But I say this with a bit of caution. I am getting the feeling that this will soon end, as summer is around the corner and I can no longer wear pretty dresses for fear I will get monsoon rain and/or sweat upon them. Balls to that.

For now, here are a couple more pictures:

3. Korean Delivery

You know what this is? Huh, do you? Other than a split order of jajjangmyun and tangsuyuk that I’ve wanted to order since I saw Soo’s post on mouthfeel. It is… SUCCESS! I managed to order Korean delivery food all by myself (with a little help, thanks David) in Korean! I feel so proud! (Though I did realize I didn’t have money to pay him and had to sprint up and down 94 stairs across the street, almost yelling at the traffic light to stop, I did make it back to my apartment in time and the deliveryman was none the wiser.)

Granted my Korean should be way better by now, but… well, whatever, inch by inch. I really could have used this in the winter time though, ah regrets, regrets.

So that’s my list. To end this post I will relay a conversation I had with my student, who is three years old:

“Why is there rice on your shirt?”

“Because my friend Yuri put rice in my closet.”

“Why did he do that?”


It kind of makes a strange kind of sense.