February 2010
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Sweet And Cold
It took many years at many hippie colleges for me to learn that beverages did not have to be sweet.
Sure, there was the ever-present pitcher of boricha floating about in our fridge to be had with Korean meals, but the star beverages in our household were Kool-aid and iced tea.
And by iced tea, I mean a fistful of Lipton on the stovetop with a mounded cup of pure cane sugar melted into it. Cool...
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sometimes I greeted my cat with cries of "고양탕!"
but never did I mean to actually eat her, even if she resembles a 15-pound turkey when she tucks her paws underneath her body. (too much fat on her I imagine)
“Cat, soaked for three days in the running water of a stream” in Tuscany “comes out with its meat white, and I assure you — I have eaten it many times — that it is a delicacy…” 77-year old Italian morning tv...
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Who criticized my cheese?
Back in 2005 when I was all about the dinner parties that mushed together everybody into one enchilada-eating mass, some Scandinavian boy turned his nose up at the plate of cheese I offered. He had assumed it was inferior domestic Korean cheese (which, by the way, is unfair since we’ve actually tasted some awesome Korean-produced Gouda) when in fact it had been suitcase-smuggled in a week...
