Fish bread, hold the cheese

It was quite literally fish bread. Filled with assorted fillings such as potato, sweet potato, bulgogi (Korean pan fried pork strips), but other more unusual fillings such as pizza topping, pumpkin and tuna. To relate it to something that would be found in New Zealand, it would be simply a toastie pie. Two slices of bread with filling plus cheese, all between a waffle iron. These actually had no cheese and were sort of  came with their own glue in the form of a sticky filling.

These ones being served up had an imprint of fish bread or peong eo bang. This recently seen only today, and was it seems a contemporary interpretation of Fish bread. Going down a treat too with the older generation by the looks of it. Call me old school, but I’d really go for the actual fish bread, bean paste inside of a pikelety-pancake baked bread.

Look good, one up

The sign says it all. If you’ve got better bits your prospects for a richer suitor are better, if not assured according to the advertisement.

Yes, you could be some brainless twit. But with big tits and wide-open eyes you too can live well. So long as your hubby stil has his job when he hits 45. Oh well, you’ll still have your plastic surgery, albeit something that looks like an onion in a string bag.

From S.D to TJ.M

In 4 and half years. My move out to what I’m calling the “middle of no-where”. The new digs are quite literally between the two cities of Asan and Cheonan.

Sanbon Dong at the top, Tangjeong Myeon at the bottom

Located close to Sunmoon university, I learnt only the other day that the university had been set up by the Reverend Moon himself. According to my informant, every Head of schools office has a largese photo of Mr Moon and his wife on the wall. I thought it a bit grandiose and likened it to that of Soviet Russia with a picture of Lenin adorning every wall.

Cripes, I had some religious nutters hammer on the door the other day. Twice, and rather firmly too. I had be careful because they might be from the Mooney squad.

The upside to all of this is that my new digs are much larger than the previous ones, a whole 14 pyeong in Korean measures. The new apartment likens to an aircraft hangar in relative size to the old walk-in-closet sized apartment.