food for thought
geez. i'm stuffed. i only had one meal for the day and i'm still full. u would be, too, if u were fed platefuls and platefuls of food at seoul garden, with roughly seven different kinds of meat, squid, fish, prawn, maybe five kinds of vege, ice cream, etc... Leaves me groaning just to recall. It was good, really. I ate roughly a week's amount of food in one sitting and felt kinda sick for hours afterwards, but it was good.
And there were some novel signature dishes, too, that's guaranteed either to fully turn on your appetite, or put u off food for the rest of the, well, day. (for me it was a bit of both). vegetables stewed with orange slices, for one. tomyam flavoured tunghoon with straw mushrooms. stir fry vege with kimchi and chilli. yummy. get the pic? and u thought table barbeque food is monotonous and boring.
anyway, the gist of it was J & I ate at Seoul Garden for lunch, and it was my first time there. (yes, go ahead, laugh.) First J fried the meat(all five varities of it). I discovered i'm a lousy cook, i lose interest after about five seconds. As a result, his side of the pan was cleared efficiently and routinely, while my side held the debris of charcoal black bits of food that i'd left burning while staring into space. Luckily, he was nice enough to keep placing morsels on my plate (when i tried to do the same, my arm was too short and my food, as I said, was burnt half the time.) Unluckily, that meant I was unwittingly fed a lot more than I'd ever have eaten on my own... (I can't have beef for the rest of the week. I figured that's about how long it'd take me to digest what I had today.)
Wonderful personal chef service aside, it was great value for money, if not so great for the body. So the next time you're depressed and wanna cheer yourself up, go get some soul food, enjoy the good company and have a great laugh (I grinned so much that my cheek muscles were as toned from smiling as chewing.) Trust me, it'll work. And it's a whole lot cheaper than a visit to your friendly neighbourhood shrink.
On a lighter note, I read Oscar Wilde this morning, and I'm delighted to discover that witty turns of phrase still delight me. I'll leave u chewing (chewing, haha, geddit, ok not funny) on a few Wilde lines... til the next banal entry, adieu.
"Yes, the public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius."
(Repeat this everytime u feel alienated and misunderstood.)
"Why should the artist be troubled by the shrill clamour of criticism? Why should those who cannot create take upon themselves to estimate the value of creative work? ... If a man's work is easy to understand, an explanation is unnecessary... And if his work is incomprehensible, and explanation is wicked."
(Opening statement in court, for a libel case to do with free comment)
"There is something in what you say, but there is not everything in what you say. In some points you are unjust."
(Ah, if our courts of law used such poetic arguments, I'd take a seat and enjoy the show for the day.)
toodles~*
And there were some novel signature dishes, too, that's guaranteed either to fully turn on your appetite, or put u off food for the rest of the, well, day. (for me it was a bit of both). vegetables stewed with orange slices, for one. tomyam flavoured tunghoon with straw mushrooms. stir fry vege with kimchi and chilli. yummy. get the pic? and u thought table barbeque food is monotonous and boring.
anyway, the gist of it was J & I ate at Seoul Garden for lunch, and it was my first time there. (yes, go ahead, laugh.) First J fried the meat(all five varities of it). I discovered i'm a lousy cook, i lose interest after about five seconds. As a result, his side of the pan was cleared efficiently and routinely, while my side held the debris of charcoal black bits of food that i'd left burning while staring into space. Luckily, he was nice enough to keep placing morsels on my plate (when i tried to do the same, my arm was too short and my food, as I said, was burnt half the time.) Unluckily, that meant I was unwittingly fed a lot more than I'd ever have eaten on my own... (I can't have beef for the rest of the week. I figured that's about how long it'd take me to digest what I had today.)
Wonderful personal chef service aside, it was great value for money, if not so great for the body. So the next time you're depressed and wanna cheer yourself up, go get some soul food, enjoy the good company and have a great laugh (I grinned so much that my cheek muscles were as toned from smiling as chewing.) Trust me, it'll work. And it's a whole lot cheaper than a visit to your friendly neighbourhood shrink.
On a lighter note, I read Oscar Wilde this morning, and I'm delighted to discover that witty turns of phrase still delight me. I'll leave u chewing (chewing, haha, geddit, ok not funny) on a few Wilde lines... til the next banal entry, adieu.
"Yes, the public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius."
(Repeat this everytime u feel alienated and misunderstood.)
"Why should the artist be troubled by the shrill clamour of criticism? Why should those who cannot create take upon themselves to estimate the value of creative work? ... If a man's work is easy to understand, an explanation is unnecessary... And if his work is incomprehensible, and explanation is wicked."
(Opening statement in court, for a libel case to do with free comment)
"There is something in what you say, but there is not everything in what you say. In some points you are unjust."
(Ah, if our courts of law used such poetic arguments, I'd take a seat and enjoy the show for the day.)
toodles~*
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