5 days without an update???

Where has he been? Well I just haven’t been up to too much lately and trying to rewrite the same activities into a blog in a new way seemed daunting. Worry not, updates will continue when interesting stuff I do continues. Perhaps it was becoming an uncle for the first time this week that made me put my little blogs into perspective and wonder if I can’t crank out something more meaningful. This isn’t comparing my blogs to having a baby (what an ugly retard baby that would be) but more about reporting even marginally more meaningful things.

I’ve been working on trying to get good food into me lately. I’m about as finicky an eater as a three year old that was just introduced to ice cream; but has not been given any compelling reasons not to eat it exclusively. I will say that grocery shopping is an interesting experience here, I split my shopping between a weekly trip to Emart and more frequent trips to street vendors. Emart (kind of like Walmart, but with an E) has a wide selection, mostly of stuff I have no interest in, but the selection is wide nonetheless. The street vendors have fruits and vegeatables for sale for usually insanely low prices (except apples which are priced by volume at the current price of gold), and from what I hear its the exact same food that is sold at the Emart so I’ve no reason to get picky about my source. There is an untapped third option, which are fruit and fish trucks that drive around with public address systems advertising bushels of apples and bumfish and the like. I have no interest in buying from them however. Sure it may be the best prices but its the same reason you don’t buy from a salesman that sneaks into your bedroom and yells in your face first thing in the morning. You don’t want to encourage them.

Koreans are a very shy people, while still possessing a movable head and eyelids thy will do their best to avoid direct eye contact. With anything. This is my explanation for why even in the grocery stores there are people paid to yell at you as you walk by a display. They sometimes have microphones. They always yell. At first it made me feel uncomfortable because I didn’t know what they were saying or how to respond. Nowadays I still rarely know what they are saying but I know exactly how to respond. Quickly divert eye contact.

Now I imagine you are all wondering what kind of diverse foods I buy over here, truth of the matter I don’t see much of the different stuff that is all that appealing. I avoid products made from rice which eliminates most of the oddities here, and I now know from experience that the only purpose buying kimchi has is to make me feel guilty for not eating it. One section that does look promising is the fish section. There are things here to make aquaman go: ‘huh?” and being so close to the sea pretty much ensures freshness. Now I am fine with eating fish, but making it is a different story. Perhaps its just years of living with my dad who makes fish in the microwave or my old roommate Drew who has an interesting way of preparing fish (throw fillet on an ungreased pan, cook until pan and fish become the same entity and leave for someone else to clean up. Serves 2) that worries me about the smells that I will invite into my kitchen. I have no fan in there so I think I will hold off on fish cooking until the summer when I can open my windows.

So that’s the end of the blog for today, I only hope that one day my nephew Jonah will read this entry and say to himself: “I guess crazy uncle Kevin did go to Korea.”