November 12, 2011
Poutine is a wonderful and blessed thing that is truly lacking in my life at the moment.  I miss all the wonderful, unhealthy, messiness that is poutine.  There are a few spots in Seoul where you can find it (I’d personally recommend Yaletown in Sinchon) but I have a feeling it’ll taste even better on Canadian soil.  If I was flown home right now, eating poutine would be privileged above all other activities.  My apologies to my friends and family for that last comment, but honestly I’d walk over most of you to get to a quality plate of poutine right now (this may be influenced by the fact that I haven’t eaten in almost 2 and a half hours [can you imagine?]. This post is an Oh, Canada post.  As a Canadian, I think our nation has many things to celebrate; universal healthcare, marriage equality, subsidized post secondary education just to name a few.  Similarly, there are many things about Canada that, living abroad, I really miss.  There are some more poignant qualities of Canadian life that I miss and hope to one day have the courage to write about. However, for now I’d like to stick to something near and dear to my heart: unhealthy food, my obsession with food, and all the Jennifer Anniston spinsteresque qualities that accompany said obsession with most things deep fried.

Poutine is a wonderful and blessed thing that is truly lacking in my life at the moment.  I miss all the wonderful, unhealthy, messiness that is poutine.  There are a few spots in Seoul where you can find it (I’d personally recommend Yaletown in Sinchon) but I have a feeling it’ll taste even better on Canadian soil.  If I was flown home right now, eating poutine would be privileged above all other activities.  My apologies to my friends and family for that last comment, but honestly I’d walk over most of you to get to a quality plate of poutine right now (this may be influenced by the fact that I haven’t eaten in almost 2 and a half hours [can you imagine?].

This post is an Oh, Canada post.  As a Canadian, I think our nation has many things to celebrate; universal healthcare, marriage equality, subsidized post secondary education just to name a few.  Similarly, there are many things about Canada that, living abroad, I really miss.  There are some more poignant qualities of Canadian life that I miss and hope to one day have the courage to write about. However, for now I’d like to stick to something near and dear to my heart: unhealthy food, my obsession with food, and all the Jennifer Anniston spinsteresque qualities that accompany said obsession with most things deep fried.

November 2, 2011 • 10 notes
So, this is Kimbap.  I would describe it as the Korean version of a sandwich.  Not in flavor, but in accessibility and convenience.  It’s everywhere.  Here’s an easy recipe if you’re interested in making it, or if you just want to check out what the ingredients are like you can see them here as well: http://koreanfood.about.com/od/riceandnoodlerecipes/r/kimbap.htm The one in the picture is Tuna Kimbap, of JamJi Kimbap in Korea.  I would describe it as infinitely better than normal Kimbap…mostly because there’s mayonnaise in it.  Right now, I love smothering it in sweet sweet spicy Kimchi.

So, this is Kimbap.  I would describe it as the Korean version of a sandwich.  Not in flavor, but in accessibility and convenience.  It’s everywhere. 

Here’s an easy recipe if you’re interested in making it, or if you just want to check out what the ingredients are like you can see them here as well:

http://koreanfood.about.com/od/riceandnoodlerecipes/r/kimbap.htm

The one in the picture is Tuna Kimbap, of JamJi Kimbap in Korea.  I would describe it as infinitely better than normal Kimbap…mostly because there’s mayonnaise in it.  Right now, I love smothering it in sweet sweet spicy Kimchi.