While washing the dishes the green label of this bottle caught my eye. I read it then reread it about 3 times... it dawned of me,
geesh golly I am in Korea!
meet mama jenny choi. Without fail, my umma always has fresh cut fruit waiting for me on the counter as I crawl out of bed. My taste buds awake to juicy melons and delicate white summer peaches before my eyes are even fully open. Yeah, she's pretty much wonderful.
This scene sums up one of the many reasons I adore this country. In notime a coat will warm my back as a fish cake stick melts onto my palette.
My cup of tea
An old friend, a new friend and the sand meet firecrackers.
Our 3rd time in Korea together. Either than a few inches and trimmed eyebrows not much has changed since the days of our red polyester uniforms, hideous pink clinique lipstick and the white leather flats.
With happy tummies we extended the satisfaction to our feet.
Little me.
4 comments:
That fooodddd.... omg...
Jealoussss...
miss you babe!
ah i wish we could all travel there and have the time of our lives.
i may visit with erica and julie though, that would be some part of the og crew of the old school yn days.
:)
- pat
you'll be a city trotter soon! je t'aime!
보고 싶다! Hope you're having fun, you deserve it. *your mom looks great by the way... :)
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