Arirang My Be-eell-eels, Arirang My Bells!
i don't understand why i kept asking the waitress for the name of the dish i was munching on even though i know i won't be able to memorize any of it. you see, my right hand is busy clutching the stainless steel chopsticks and picking up pieces of meat, garlic, kimchi, bean paste, onions and stuffing them inside a lettuce leaf that i held in my left hand. by the time i'm done stuffing the lettuce it resembled a small-sized fist. to my discomfiture, mr. park (i know, almost half the korean population is named mr. park) kept on insisting that i stuff the whole thing in my mouth as he noisily slurped up his noodles. dyos mio. kahit si darna hindi kakayanin eto! (click on read.more for more pictures and korean gastronomic adventures) oh... very nice very nice! put more, more! very good for digestion! kim young sil (yes, the remaining population is named kim) coached me in the art of choosing which kimchi compliment each other. except that the often time chili-li-hot-hot kim...