(No, not that one.)
One of the things about returning (almost) home is the sheer volume of baggage which is required for me to lug from the greater tri-state area to upper Vermont. For this trip in particular, I have one large suitcase, one backpack and one carry on, all of course jammed full for the one week of my visit. Am I a clothes horse you ask? No. As a matter of fact, my actual belongings fit in a small nightstand drawer. So what is it that I felt the need to lug with me?
That would be about 30 pounds of Korean food and accessories.
Since the north country is bereft of Korean food, now that my friends, the McFeeley’s are fans, I feel the need to bring all of the Korean food with me. ALL OF THE FOOD. Last year we did Korean food night and I introduced them to Running Man. A year later, they are bigger fans of the Man than I am and pretty much smear gochujang on everything. Must take advantage!
As I was unpacking ingredient after ingredient, things like pickled radish, marinated squid, rice cakes, and burdock root, the McFeeley’s eyes opened in alarm. Just how much food was I planning on making for our Korean food night? And did I remember that there was only going to be 5 people eating all this food?
No. I hadn’t taken that into account.
Sometimes in my life, whenever anyone shows an interest in anything that I’m interested in, I have the slight tendency to get overexcited and go overboard. It’s a thing. It’s my thing. My friends get used to it.
Anyway, they requested a list of my plans and even I was embarrassed:
(There was also a bibimbap, that that came to the table later.)
Yes. Feel free to begin your mock, I deserve it. But this is my one chance to share with them! I wanted to get a little bit (okay, a lot) of everything.
Faced with a mountain of food, the McFeeley’s realized they needed to make an emergency plan. Time to call in reinforcements. With only a mere hour countdown before t-time (table time) they put out a call to some friends that if they wanted some free food and beer, be there in an hour and we’d eat and watch something on the projector.
Notice what was missing there? Yeah, that would be the word Korean. Korean food. Korean TV. Bait and switch.
Here’s the thing though, it worked! We had an impromptu dinner part where people ate and ate and ate. I got to play kpop (my B1A4 Pandora station) and then we watched the Running Man Hunter, Choi Min Soo episode of Running Man. It went over like gangbusters. I am thrilled. No other reason for this post. Just thought I’d share. It’s just so nice to be able to share some of the things you love with the people you love and, as the Korean thing is kind of hard for others to understand sometime, it’s nice for them to appreciate it.
FYI McFeeleys RULE