If Korea celebrated Halloween, this is the candy you would find in your bag.
Break me off a piece of that Kic Ker bar. Look familiar?
Jjang Shyuh Yo, cola flavored, sour gummies.
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thoughts
Persimmon Coffee Cake and NaBloPoMo
I have some exciting news for you; I’ve decided to participate in National Blog Posting Month! This means that for the month of November I will be, or at least desperately trying, to post every single day. Yes, that’s right, every single day. It’s a daunting and big challenge for me, but one that I am determined to accomplish. I’m walking into the next 29 days blindly (maybe I should’ve come up with a time lined plan), but I guarantee there will be a lot of recipes, good food, disasters, and above all, behind the scenes chaos.
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Haunted House and Chocolate Milk Cookies
Halloween is a holiday I always look forward to but never seem to enjoy when the actual day arrives. I love seeing all the Jack-O-Lanterns and ghost shaped cookies but never get around to doing them myself. I especially procrastinate when it comes to putting a costume together. I’m that crazy person who goes to the costume store on October 30th to find the cheapest item and combine it with random clothes from my closet. On the one day “too much skin for a not so skinny girl” is acceptable, I find the most modest outfit and go bundled in scarves and jackets. I’m probably more provocative in my everyday clothes, which is saying something.
It’s really a shame though because the one year I want to really do something is the one year I’m in a city that doesn’t celebrate. Before I left and before I knew I was leaving, my friends and I bounced back different ideas from Peter Pan to Wicked to Alice in Wonderland, and even Star Trek. I was really enthused about the idea of finding the perfect character. Sigh, it’s probably just one of those reverse psychology situations. What you can’t have you want. I probably would’ve ended up digging through my closet, last minute, and resorted to being Mulan or something. I mean, I’ve got that Asian part down.
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Financiers
After my heartfelt ode to the wonderfulness of fall, it rained. It not only rained, but there was thunder and lightening. Luckily, the torment of the night passed, and the day is crisp with only a hint of the nightmare before. The first chill of the season has set in and I’m not quite ready to embrace it just yet. It’s the sort of day you want to stay in with a good book, or in my case a long list of TV shows to catch up with, and something to nibble on.
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Pumpkin Butter
I’d forgotten how wonderful autumn in Korea was. The sun brightens the flittering breeze as the sky is seamless with not a gloomy cloud in sight. Looking at the contents of my suitcase I expected much colder temperatures, the type where long sleeves, a scarf, and a thick sweater barely gets you by, but I am pleasantly surprised that the sweater can wait. I am also surprised how normal and comfortable I already am here. Sure, I’m still jetlagged dozing off at 8 pm as my brother only begins to open his textbooks, but I instantly felt at ease when I landed here. I guess that’s the meaning of home, when you still feel like a part of the house you grew up in, not like a visiting guest. Maybe I’m anticipating the moment when this place doesn’t feel that way anymore that I don’t realize that I haven’t gotten there yet. It’s nice. I’ve always felt like such an old soul, a grandma in a youth’s body that I welcome the idea that I still have a lot of growing up to do.
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