Cycle 6. – Item 18
Post 1,844
23 (Fri) January 2015
Bok Jeongsik
2.0
at Bokio (Geumsu Bokguk)
-Sinsa, Gangnam, Seoul, Republic of Korea-
with the Family
The Prodigal Son Returns to Be a Father to His Sons, a Grandson to His Grandfather, Day 2 (see previously 6.017 Tripe + Intestine + Heart).
In town for a few days, arrived yesterday evening, flying back Monday night.
3 tasks on the agenda : (1) attend Z’s daycare pageant (his first) (maybe his last)–done; (2) ski with D–done; (3) engage in shamanistic ritual for the grandparents.
Spent the afternoon on the slopes, me and the kid (the older one). He’d been taking private lessons during the winter break and wanted to show me his skills. Money well spent, he can now snowplow his way down the run like a champ at breakneck speed. While pace doesn’t prove prowess, usually the opposite, I was impressed at how fearless he’d become, compared to the timid tike a few years ago (see 3.040 Chicken Kebab). That’s my boy.
Dinner at a blowfish (“bok”) restaurant that I’ve been wanting to try again for years (see most recently 1.185 Bok Jiritang).
Wanting to try the menu highlights in one go, we ordered the set meal (“jeongsik”).
While certain items were okay individually, the set as a whole was disappointing. The sashimi, for example – okay fish per se, nicely paired with perilla leafs + chili paste + gold flakes!! – way too much, making us sick of it after a few bites. Would’ve been better just to get the soup and a bowl of rice.
(See RESTAURANTS IN KOREA)
(See HANSIK)

