I found good kimchee~!
Dear Lord in Heaven, I thank thee ON MY KNEES that I have finally found the HOLY GRAIL of my palate - GOOD KIMCHEE! *spazzes*
Seriously, tho, people - if you think I'm exaggerating, you don't know what it's like to be suddenly deprived of your favorite food, and when you go looking for it, finding only things that share the name and the appearance and nothing of the flavor.
I HAVE EATEN SWEET KIMCHEE, AND IT SUXS, SUXS LIKE LIKE LIEK~~~ *sylva is at a loss for words and begins to weep* I don't know why, but all the mass-produced kimchee in this country is sweet, which is all kinds of wrong. I have begun stalking the Korean undergrads on my floor, who, out of the kindness of their hearts, have given some of their direct-from-home supply. *teary eyes, sniffles*
I also found that Joyull restaraunts (the Japanese equivalent of Denny's) serve a very yummy kimchee and rice soup that's fairly inexpensive. *cries joyful tears.. and gets thwapped for the pun* A Kenyan grad student suggested the place as we were wandering around Beppu after Mass (P.S. - sylva is now the lead tenor in the choir. Don't ask.) - I hugged her afterwards, and she got a little creeped out, but that's okay, I FOUND MY HAPPY PLACE!!!
(and not that one - get your minds outta the gutter!)
Oooo, last night was the floor party, which I stupidly volunteered to be point man for at the beginning of the semester - my RAs came by the day before and reminded me, which was a good thing. They also came downtown with me to do the fastest mass-quantity consumable shopping trip ever, which was also a good thing. I call them Mom and Otou-san now (Mom's from Nigeria, Otou-san's from Hokkaido). On the fly, I decided to do spaghetti carbenara and crepes, because I had found a restaraunt wholesale store where I could get loads of pasta and olive oil cheaply, as well as a savignon blanc for less than 400 yen a bottle (it's a 2005, so that tells you all you need to know. *shudders*)
The crepes were a huge success, since everyone who wanted to could try their hand at it - we have twenty kids from ten countries on my floor alone, so it was awesome seeing everyone hanging out, eating and cooking together. Reminded me so much of home that I had to go to my room to dry my eyes. For one of the fillings, I made banana's foster, which is a New Orlean's dessert made banana's, butter, vanilla, and RUM. Very popular, as you can imagine.
So, that's how it's been going - I have a huge research presentation project on which I have little direction and less clue on how to go about. I'm so screwed on that aspect, but hey - at least I had one last good meal!
Seriously, tho, people - if you think I'm exaggerating, you don't know what it's like to be suddenly deprived of your favorite food, and when you go looking for it, finding only things that share the name and the appearance and nothing of the flavor.
I HAVE EATEN SWEET KIMCHEE, AND IT SUXS, SUXS LIKE LIKE LIEK~~~ *sylva is at a loss for words and begins to weep* I don't know why, but all the mass-produced kimchee in this country is sweet, which is all kinds of wrong. I have begun stalking the Korean undergrads on my floor, who, out of the kindness of their hearts, have given some of their direct-from-home supply. *teary eyes, sniffles*
I also found that Joyull restaraunts (the Japanese equivalent of Denny's) serve a very yummy kimchee and rice soup that's fairly inexpensive. *cries joyful tears.. and gets thwapped for the pun* A Kenyan grad student suggested the place as we were wandering around Beppu after Mass (P.S. - sylva is now the lead tenor in the choir. Don't ask.) - I hugged her afterwards, and she got a little creeped out, but that's okay, I FOUND MY HAPPY PLACE!!!
(and not that one - get your minds outta the gutter!)
Oooo, last night was the floor party, which I stupidly volunteered to be point man for at the beginning of the semester - my RAs came by the day before and reminded me, which was a good thing. They also came downtown with me to do the fastest mass-quantity consumable shopping trip ever, which was also a good thing. I call them Mom and Otou-san now (Mom's from Nigeria, Otou-san's from Hokkaido). On the fly, I decided to do spaghetti carbenara and crepes, because I had found a restaraunt wholesale store where I could get loads of pasta and olive oil cheaply, as well as a savignon blanc for less than 400 yen a bottle (it's a 2005, so that tells you all you need to know. *shudders*)
The crepes were a huge success, since everyone who wanted to could try their hand at it - we have twenty kids from ten countries on my floor alone, so it was awesome seeing everyone hanging out, eating and cooking together. Reminded me so much of home that I had to go to my room to dry my eyes. For one of the fillings, I made banana's foster, which is a New Orlean's dessert made banana's, butter, vanilla, and RUM. Very popular, as you can imagine.
So, that's how it's been going - I have a huge research presentation project on which I have little direction and less clue on how to go about. I'm so screwed on that aspect, but hey - at least I had one last good meal!