So I’m almost done working this camp at KAIST and I’ll get my life back in a little over 48 hours. Thank goodness.
Anyhow, today at the end of class I got this little song from back in the day stuck in my head. I thought I’d share it with you because, unlike a lot of songs that get stuck there, I actually like this one. Krista, Kelli- this one’s for you guys. It makes me think of dancing around the living room with you so many years ago.
I’m much better at cooking something nutritious and balanced if I’m cooking for someone other than just myself. However, I realized that with what I hope will be a busy few weeks of long days teaching, I should probably eat better than simply eggs and toast to get me through the days. So, I’ve got the oven and the stove going preparing some good eats for the coming week.
In the oven I have a ham baking with some carrots and potatoes. It should be done in a few minutes and that’s tonight’s dinner. The ham was a pickup at Costco and I promised to cook it for Aryaena when she came to visit. Thing is, she hasn’t been up to visit me for more than a few hours each time in the last month or so, and so the ham has had to wait. Now that she’s home in the US visiting family I’ve decided I’ll cook the one I had in the freezer and just buy a new one when she comes back to this side of the Pacific.
Also at Costco, except only yesterday, I picked up a roast chicken, picked off the meat and put the bones to broth. I put some of the meat back in and now it’s simmering to become a yummy chicken soup which should warm up the cool nights we’ve been having as of late.
Not as bloody as it looks
My happiest food, however, is something very simple, but something I haven’t eaten in a very long time. In fact, I don’t remember the last time I had any. It’s something I didn’t think was available in Korea, but I see that it is locally-grown. I was so excited to show Aryaena, but she didn’t seem to share my affinity for root vegetables.
I suppose it’s not her fault that a simple beet isn’t so exciting, but it makes me think of dinners at my paternal grandparent’s house when I was young. They had a garden at one time and we would go pick fresh beans and they would always have beets and new potatoes on the plates as well. In fact, my grandmother has a recipe for pickled beets I can’t wait to make again when I’m living back in Canada. I hope to be living somewhere where I can have a root cellar or basement or SOMETHING where I can keep preserves.
So, here’s to good eating. What’s on your plate tonight?
The ride in this morning was extremely low-visibility; I’d be surprised if I had the ability to see anything more than 150m off. That was just enough, however, to watch a heron slowly pad its way across the shallow river to the shore with a large fish in its beak. I really do love riding to work.
I went up to Seoul this weekend with Aryaena for a girls’ (+Dan) party at the Dragon Hill Spa at Yongsan (용산 in Korean, or 龍山, which means Dragon Mountain). We sat and chatted in the many dry sauna rooms of various temperatures before sending Dan off on his own and heading to the public bath area. We soaked in the various tubs of which the outdoor Japanese-style tub was our favourite. After chatting some more we headed back inside to scrub ourselves with rough mittens until our dead skin rolled off in little grey rolls. It’s really nasty to look at, but the result is completely worthwhile.
After we finished up at the spa, Dan, Tae, Aryaena and I headed back to the hotel Tae had reserved in Insadong (인사동) for us. We dropped our things, finished fixing ourselves for the evening and headed out to dinner at Carne Station back across town in Gangnam (강남).
The whole weekend was part of DeVika’s Birthoween event. She’s a socialite and loves planning these huge parties to bring as many of her friends together as possible. Dinner had about 20 people at it. Someone had purchased a cake from Costco, but there wasn’t any knife in the box for cutting it up and sharing it around.
The birthday cake
DeVika went through great pains to try to get the staff to provide her with a knife to use to cut up the giant slab cake. After sending people to the kitchen four or five times, they provided her with the following: