In the past little while I've been inspired to be a bit more adventurous in my tiny kitchen. I have become quite accomplished at cooking with a little electric stove top, no oven and a mini fridge. I guess you could call it college style gourmande living. I was in E-Mart last week and I bought myself some ground pork with the intention of trying my hand at homemade hamburgers. Unfortunately, when it came own to cooking them, I was unable to find any buns worth eating... What I did find was a whole wheat, raising, sunflower sead, baguette at Paris Baguette ( I was rather shocked as they generally have shit bread).
I thought to myself, 'What could I do to compliment this bread? I know! I'll make a meatball sub!!' I'll be brief and say that is exactly what I did. I first glazed and sauted some onions and mushrooms. Then I made the meatballs with the ground pork, chopped onion, 1 piece of finely chopped toast for breadcrumbs, 1 egg, 1 spoon of spicy mustard, salt, pepper, mixed herbs, and a dash of clove and nutmeg. Then I mixed it all up, rolled them into balls and cooked them in a bit of olive oil in a frying pan. Then I cut my bread lengthwise, loaded it up with ketchup, mayo, mustard, halved cherry tomatos, lettuce, orange chedar (unfortunately processed), then topped the cheese with the halved meat balls and the sauted veggies. Smush it alllll together, cut in half and serve hot! VOILA!!! I will call it the mid-week-meatball-madness-extravagaza-dinner-sandwich! Did I mention it was FABULOUS!
It's hard to grasp. For all that this city is so crazy and concrete, they seem to favor white, bright, natural woods and fibres and green in their interiors. I guess it's an attempt to find a respite from the ungly, chaotic, grey exteriors of most of the building here. I think the interiors present a much clearer sense of the history and the aesthetic of the culture that the exteriors of the buildings or the (aparent lack of any individualism or personality in the architectural design.)
The thing that continues to surprise me about Korea and Seoul in particular is that it is a city which opens it's hidden charms and softer side slowly but surely. It can be such a harsh, rough and difficult place to live. Not because it is violent, it certainly isn't, but because people are so focused on living their own lives and acheiving greatness int heir own ways, that people rarely stop to enjoy, and even rarer still stop to help others and be thoughtful towards others. I find this somewhat paradoxical considering the number of self proclaimed Christians you see everywhere. It is NOT a very charitable, compassionate, or understanding place to live for foreigners or anyone who cannot afford to keep up with the Jones'. But there are these small places to escape the chaos and the competitive lifestyle that drives this city, and those are the places to be. Especially in the summer, where life should be about slowing down, relaxing and taking time to smaell the effing flowers.