The Joys of Fishbread

There are a variety of street food options in Gunsan, but my personal favorite is fish bread. And no, it isn't bread with fish in it. The bread itself IS a fish!



Okay, not a real fish. It's essentially a waffle made in an iron with a fish mold. You can buy them in little plastic tents, which, in the winter, are hot and steamy from the fry. You can get three fish for 1,000 won, which is approximately one dollar (I use rough mental estimation here). They come in two varieties: bean paste-filled, which is brownish-red and slightly gritty, and 슈크림 (this is my best guess on how to spell it; it sounds like shukeureem to me), which is bright yellow and gloppy.

I personally enjoy the yellow goo. So strange, and yet so good! Perfect for a cheap, hot-off-the-griddle snack in winter.

What a Juxtaposition

So often my experience in one of the more rural provinces in Korea:



A busy intersection, a vast field, and a towering apartment complex all back-to-back.

Kim Jong Il is Dead

The leader of the North is gone.  This is definitely an interesting time to be in South Korea.

Snow!

It's snowing tonight! None of it has stuck yet, but the afternoon flurries graduated to real snow “showers” by the time I left work today. They're calling for some real stuff tomorrow...maybe I'll wear my PJs inside out and flush the toilet at midnight in hopes we'll have a snow day, heh.

(Note: This post was written days ago, but for some reason wasn't posted.)

One More Reason Not to Bring Your Dog When You Teach English in Korea

Eat them in the summer, recycle them in winter.

Now that's sustainability!

Could It Be? A Positive ID?

Remember this fruit, the one no one can identify?

My father suspects it might be a lychee.  It may be, although so far the kinds I’ve seen have had longer, hookier protrusions from their outer “shells,” and the seed inside the one I ate was light brown, sort of like a long, thin almond.

Apparently it’s not a chestnut either way, though, so at least one point’s settled!

A Sofa Story

On our way home tonight, my coworker and I stumbled across a decent-looking sofa set out with the trash. He thought he might want it, so we looked at it a minute.

Then we piled on the pieces and lugged it to his place.



I think it looks great in his apartment. What a neat adventure!