My weekend food story.

(In Tintin Style) "It all started when... I went with Brian for breakfast on the Yongsan US Army base on Saturday morning. It has become a bit of a running joke that two minutes after I receive my food, Brian will look over and find my plate empty. For a little person one wonders where it all goes, but perhaps after three fat slices of Texas style French toast and sausage topped with whipped butter and maple syrup, "little person" will no longer be an accurate description.

"Now this breakfast was full in the knowledge that I'd be meeting one of my cousins for lunch in Apgujeong. She wanted to meet to exchange some gifts, and as far as it was nice to see her, the language barrier rather stinted conversation somewhat. Still, what communicates better than food, so we went for sushi rolls. It was good, if my stomach wasn't groaning a little.

"So the afternoon plan was to meet up with my multi-national group of friends for some bowling on base, but Jaideep, being from that huge terrorist threat of a country -- Singapore -- was shouted down and escorted away. Rather than leave him stranded we went to Ho Lee Chow in Itaewon for Chinese food. So Mr Lee sure does some good chow, but being the third meal out in day the rate of consumption was slowing on my part. You'd've thought this would be the last meal of the day. But no. I decided to skip salsa class that evening (shock :O) in favour of Brian's dance partner's birthday party. Little did I realise that this would involve a full sit down Italian meal. The exercise probably would have been a better option, but I'm sure the drinking followed by dancing at Caliente compensated, right?

"Sunday we - the Brit, the Canadian, the American, the Korean, the German and the Singaporian - met up in Hongdae for some Indian-?-style curry. After wandering the quirky clothing stores we wandered back in the direction of our usual hangout in Itaewon. There we met Jenny, who in her busy work/study schedule, managed to fit us in so we could celebrate her birthday. Baskin Robbins icecream cake and noraebang all the way baby! We didn't realise we were going with an actual professional jazz singer, but this didn't put the guys off doing possibly the worst rendition (and that's saying something) of Bohemian Rhapsody. :

"To top the weekend off, we went for Thai food at a local haunt. I'm not sure Brian's warning that anyone-to-split-food-with-me-should-claim-their-share-well-in-advance-for-fear-of-not-getting-any-food-at-all was needed in this instance. The company was great, but I think we were all rather bursting at seams by this point. But it sure was a multi-national food induced weekend with a wonderful group of multi-nationals to share it with^.^"