My best friend visited me from Seoul last night, which is about 5 hours journey each way for her. It has been nearly 2 years since we last saw each other.
She arrived around 10 pm and we caught up till 1 am ( I served her chamomile tea and some ginger cookies). I was ready to serve more, but she said she wasn’t hungry.
For breakfast I prepared french toast, fried bacon and orange juice for breakfast.
My lunch plan was taking her to one of (rumour has it) the finest restaurants in this town which I haven’t been to before. Yet it turned out that I fed us too much at breakfast, so she said she didn’t need to eat anymore before she left.
Time was too tight. Though, I thought she would get hungry by the time she got on the bus, so I served some light snacks, like cheese and crackers, a cup of chamomile tea, and some fruit. Now she has left and I am thinking. What kind of host was I? 
So all I gave her to eat was:
- 2 cups of chamomile tea
- 2 pieces of french toast
- 2 ginger cookies
- Some bacon
- 1 cup of orange juice
- A couple of apple and pear slices
- Some cheese and crackers
Oh no, am I a good host?
Maybe not.
What would you have served a guest who traveled so far yet was only able to visit for 12 hours?
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(Flowers from my honey)
When is your birthday, Sue? Triple one, that’s the date I was born.
It can confuse people with November 1st, but still, pronouncing triple one sounds kind of cool. 
It was very noisy from the early morning today. It was still dark outside but the strong smell of sesame oil woke me up. My two little sisters were up to something (they have been staying with us for two weeks now), making me some birthday soup.
What is birthday soup?
- So called brown seaweed soup (miyeok-guk) is the birth day soup in Korea. However people eat it on normal days as well.
Why do people have it on a birthday?
- Brown seaweed soup was actually consumed by a woman who delivered a child. Because it helps to clean blood vessels and to produce milk, it has abundant iodine to reduce the swollen body and calcium to help build strong bones, which are all important for both mother and child.
- It is symbolic to have on a birthday, because while a baby’s mother has this soup, the baby also eats it through the milk. Though, my theory is to remind people about their mother’s hard work for delivering them and say thank you to their mother on their birthday. So on your birthday, you should say thank you to your mother.
This is a picture of the brown seaweed soup (Miyeok-guk) my sisters made for me.
I don’t know what she added to season it, but it would probably be some salt. The obvious ingredients are brown seaweed, some beef cuts, and sesame oil. It was delicious yet the sesame oil overpowered the overall taste. I hope my sister doesn’t read this post. Because I said it was very good. Sister, the thought is what counts!!
My sisters are self claimed night elves. They’ve been baking cookies, cakes and helping me cooking meals while they are staying with us.
Chocolate cake from the night elves (they used a prepackaged mix)
(My territory)
Today is my blogging off day. I went outside to take some pictures of the snow we had last night.
All the snow was taken by greedy kids from this apartment complex, not leaving us any good clean snow, they enjoyed their playing. (meany brutes)
(Snow on a golf course, obviously no one managed to get it and have fun)
(Some trees are still green)
Look at this pretty little sushi, but like some movies or fairy tales that have a pretty woman that always turn out to be the evil one, I needed to be more careful when I tasted this sushi. The sushi tried to harm and threaten my life. It was my fault of course, because I am the one who made it. I just wanted to enjoy a relaxing solo lunch, but it didn’t quite work out like that.
Generally I love the taste of wasabi (Japanese horseradish). While I was squeezing the wasabi tube, I didn’t realized that I was squeezing it too much. I made 10 pieces of sushi and after taking some pictures, I tried the first piece. It was good but not excellent (I didn’t put any effort in this food because I wasn’t sharing it with anyone else). Then I tried the second piece and it started to burn my mouth and nose straightaway. I somehow managed to cope and then tried the third piece, then the pretty sushi’s evil plan was revealed.
My eyes and nose started to water and I could barely open my eyes. It was so painful but I continued to try the next pieces of sushi, because I had to complete my mission, which was finishing the sushi without wasting them. The forth and fifth were the worst of all. I couldn’t even swallow them. I had to spit them out and drank lots and lots of water.
Though the first thing I cared was the caviar. You know how expensive those eggs are. (US $7.40 for 250g) I was crying out, Oh~ my precious caviar~rrr. I was so sad, because I had to abandon those precious caviar, not because my favourite sushi was hurting me to much.
So my conclusion is; I am not going to post a recipe for this dish, to protect you from potential suicide, and don’t be a fool for beauty. 
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