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When it comes to bad English, not much surprises me after 10 years in Korea. But seriously, can you think of a more inappropriate name for an ambitious “fashion and music entertainment” label? Even if it has been endorsed by the likes of Miss A, Sistar, 2pm, and Ha Ji-won?

If it was a play on ddong (똥) though, the Korean word for feces, and the similar sounding and meaning English word, then it would actually be quite clever, Korean popular culture literally being full of the stuff (no pun intended). But, alas, it’s actually a bad Romanization of “러벤덩” instead, the “덩” in the last syllable sounding more like dong (or “deong” according to the official system), with the “o” the same as in “hot”. And unfortunately the Korean itself doesn’t even mean anything either, nor is there an explanation of the name on the website.

Not that the clothes themselves are bad of course. But I do have my doubts about the company’s global expansion plans!

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2011

I am real excited about the New Year.I even enjoy the feeling of the 1st of any month.

Here is a beautiful {free} calendar to download

By goal  is mainly focusing on having no qualms in the next year.  During my temple stay, I made a list of them. And also solutions. I suggest you do this as well. In all areas of your life, work, friendships, relationship, creative endeavors, etc…

It has almost been one full year since I have moved to Korea! And in 7 weeks I will be in the states to visit.

It is quite cold and a few more months to endure, but there are so many things to keep you warm.

Adventure!

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New Music!

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Movies, Hot Chocolate, Tea, Reading, Crafting, Writing Letters, Making a giant blanket pile and wrapping yourself in it, and Coffee {with Cinnamon}

K-Sexual

I had been in Korea for less than a week when I was introduced to my manager’s middle and index fingers half inserted up my rectum. Eighteen months later I feel I am ready to write about that most unwelcome violation. It is called dong-chim. Roughly translated, it means ‘poop needle’. A Korean act that I am told originated in Japan.

Surprisingly, it has been deemed culturally acceptable for people of all ages to insert their fingers up the unfortunate’s anus. When the Japanese introduce their digits to the rectum ‘Kan-CHO!’ is shouted, expressing their delight at this unseemly and unwanted penetration.

Suffice to say there was a shout during the exchange but it did not come from the perpetrator.

What I had so gracelessly experienced is an example of ‘K-Sexual‘, something which westerners may consider as a homosexual action but which, nevertheless, has been woven into the culture of the generally homophobic society of Korea.

It took me some time to realise that boys from an early age in Korea show signs of a special bond between their same-sex peers. Of course, as a boy growing up in England, befriending a girl was potentially seen as social suicide. Too much time spent with girls or even the wrong ones could be an excuse to alienate your friends. If however you managed the delicate balancing act of platonic relationships between the sexes, then it could be an opportunity to be quietly envied and even admired by your peers. Naturally, as a child nothing is ever that black and white. In Korea, it is no different. Boys are still just as unsure about the opposite sex, always reverting to where they feel comfortable and at ease – with their male friends.

Teaching English in Korea is my sole experience at being in a position where it is almost a prerequisite to observe the behaviour of young pupils. So any comparisons I make are from my own experiences as a child, people with whom I grew up and internet forums.

Coming from an English background it looks to me as if children here still have their innocence and have not been darkened by words like paedophile, sex-pest or been affected by the memory of the Child Catcher (Chitty Chitty Bang Bang). Korea is a very trusting society; young children are left to play alone, doors left open. So it is to be expected that what westerners may deem as naivety continues into the classroom.

As a teacher I have witnessed some of the overtly friendly acts of young boys. In the classroom I’ve observed them sitting on one another’s lap whilst enjoying one another’s company. For instance, being deep in close conversation, or playing a game of Kawi-Bawi-Bo, (rock, scissor, paper). However, as they begin to reach puberty a spatial gap comes about gradually. Now, instead of the earlier closeness (of one sitting fondly on the knee of a friend), arms are draped over one another as they converse. Then moving into adulthood (certainly the elder generation) spatial boundaries increase to arm’s length, and later to the stage where drunken males are walking down the street hand in hand.

The current generation of Korean men can often be described as super metro-sexual – taking an immense amount of time to look ‘respectable’. To the outsider it would appear that for this Korean generation that there are no strong role models to which the young male may aspire. Korea’s pop culture (K-Pop) is showcased by men with feminine baby-like features in both attitude and appearance.

For today’s Korean woman prettiness in a man is attractive.

At the same time as this is happening, women are becoming more independent and career-driven. In a sense, the softer and more demure position they occupied is being filled by men. It’s almost like witnessing the grooming of future generations for an asexual society. But then the more thoughtful foreigner must bring to mind the apparent effeminacy and foppishness in the history of European societies. Somehow, this grooming with all its affectations did nothing to weaken warring tendencies.

Whilst a westerner may initially be surprised by some aspects of same-sex relationship in Korean society, he or she would be well advised to place these comments in the wider context of history.

But in spite of all my ponderings on the sexual mores, possible direction of the sexes and the development of the male libido in Korea, my manager never dared to go near my rear end again.

© John Brownlie 2010


The Cake

I love my family.
You love your family
We all love our families,
but sometimes,
sometimes that mostly fall around the holidays when you have to spend a few too many days under the same roof as your whole family you come to truly understand and embrace one of the fundamentals of the holidays … cocktails.


But what to do when you need the sustenance that cocktails cannot provide? Sure there is eggnog, but who wants to sit next to that old guy that has been drinking eggnog all day? When cocktails no longer pack enough of a punch to warm you up after a long walk outside and the ensuing slightly louder than is polite raised voices that greet you when you walk in the door, I offer you this as a form of comfort.


Whiskey & Chocolate & Cake.

It takes a bit of work ... but consider that at the end of the day you
get to indulge in whiskey & chocolate & cake.
All together.
All at once.
All delicious.


The Cake.
Recipe care of Orangette

2 sticks (8 oz.) unsalted butter, softened, plus more for the pan
2 cups all-purpose flour, plus more for the pan

5 oz. unsweetened chocolate

¼ cup instant espresso powder
(We didn't have any, I just used coffee instead. It was delicious)
2 Tbsp. unsweetened cocoa powder
1 cup bourbon, rye, or other whiskey, plus more for sprinkling
½ tsp. kosher salt
2 cups granulated sugar
3 large eggs
1 Tbsp. vanilla extract
1 tsp. baking soda


Confectioners’ sugar, for a snowy finish



Preheat oven to 325°F. Grease and flour a 10-cup-capacity Bundt pan (or two 8- or 9-inch loaf pans). In a heatproof bowl set over – but not touching – a saucepan of simmering water, melt the chocolate until just smooth, stirring occasionally. Let cool.

Put espresso and cocoa powders in a 2-cup (or larger) glass measuring cup. Add enough boiling water to come up to the 1 cup measuring line. Stir until the powders dissolve. Add the whiskey and salt. Let cool.

Using an electric mixer, beat the butter until fluffy. Add the sugar, and beat until well combined. Add the eggs one at a time, beating well after each addition. Beat in the vanilla extract, baking soda and melted chocolate, scraping down the sides of the bowl with a rubber spatula.

With the mixer on low speed, beat in a third of the whiskey mixture. When liquid is absorbed, beat in 1 cup flour. Repeat additions, ending with the whiskey mixture. It may seem like there is too much liquid, but don’t worry; it’s okay. Scrape the batter into the prepared pan, and smooth the top. Bake until a toothpick inserted into the center of the cake comes out clean, about 1 hour and 10 minutes for a Bundt pan.
(Loaf pans will take less time; start checking them after 55 minutes.)

Transfer the cake, still in its pan, to a rack. Unmold after 15 minutes and sprinkle warm cake with more whiskey. (I did this by pouring a little bit into a teaspoon, and then shaking the teaspoon over the cake. I’m guessing that I used 3 teaspoons’ worth in all.) Cool completely before serving, garnished with confectioners’ sugar, if you like.


Yield: 10 to 12 servings.

To Blog or Not to Blog? TO BLOG!

I've been debating for the past month whether or not to keep blogging. The thing is, I like writing even if no one is reading it. I have a shelf full of journals to attest to that fact. So I will keep blogging. Once I'm employed I will buy a domain name and change this blog to Alex's Adventures.

To catch up, in the past month I:
-Went on a road trip from New York to Virginia to North Carolina to Florida to Texas.
-Met my SUPER CUTE NEPHEW!
-GOT ENGAGED to Salsa Boy!
-Moved to Austin (with Salsa Boy)
-Applied for jobs
-Went to my very first theme park (Disney Land and then HARRY POTTER WORLD!!)
-Struggled not to hurt myself accidentally

The last one is extremely important because for a spaz to be without health insurance is just asking for trouble. I'm terrified that I'm going to trip going up the stairs of my walk up apartment and crack my skull open. I finally broke down and am looking for insurance to tide me over until I have a job with benefits. My Dad is the sweetest person in the whole wide world and is helping me out with that.

Back to the oh so exciting work of writing cover letters. I hate cover letters with a fiery passion. I understand their importance--I just hate writing them. Writing them makes me feel like my brain is being flogged with a whip soaked in hot peppers.

SRTM End of Year Party 2010

Some of the best social events I've been to have been put together by various Toastmasters clubs in Korea. While my old definition of a good time involved too much of everything, Toastmaster's events are casual enough to get tipsy, but stimulating enough that you don't want to go overboard.
Since getting married, certain teenager-like qualities in my personality have subsided, having been replaced by qualities more befitting of a citizen.

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Toastmasters is the kind of social club you want to belong to if you're self-motivated and... hey wait a minute, look, there's Chris Lezott looking around again. The other day I asked him why he's always looking around like that when someone is speaking. He said he has no idea.

I'll figure it out sooner or later.

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That night, about 120 people mingled, jingled and kris-kringled. Our thoughtfully composed contribution to the gift pile was a 'Functional Food Pack.' It had blueberry juice, lactobacillus, fresh fruit and peppermint oil. Robert Cha was the lucky receiver, although last time I checked he hadn't consumed it yet. I'll ask him again soon. These days, the number one hottest topic in all news everywhere is the topic of functional food. Well, that's if the only news you read is Functional Food News. Anyway, it's exciting.

It's a new dawn.

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Chloe Park headed the taskforce responsible for organising the night. Heading an SRTM taskforce of any kind entails a vast amount of email correspondence, endless plan modifications and a few sleepless nights. Why would anyone want to put themselves through all of that, just for an end of year party?

Well, it's because the question really is: Do you or do you not want to throw an awesome party on everyone's behalf?

Chloe's answer was Yes.

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Here's Johnny and me, up close and personal at Round Two. We had a great night and I drank a little too much. Heather decided it was time for us to go home stylishly early. My liver thanked her the next morning.

Gone are the days when a long night out ended in a sunrise, painfully signaling the sobriety required to get myself home by public transport.

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Kraze Burger is a franchise burger chain in Korea. Prior to the end of year party, we stopped at one next door to the venue. They're a little overpriced and not very good, unless you're easily impressed, in which case they're fantastic.

We tried the tofu burger, which looked quite nice but failed in some important structural aspects. The tofu was not a tofu patty, but rather a slab of soft tofu, which further destabilised the already precariously mounted bun, which in turn promptly hopped off almost magnetically upon removal of the plastic swords. 

It tasted like a scattered plate of various vegetarian burger components.

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This is what Heather's face looked like when I said the words "Kraze Tofu Burger."

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And this is what she looked like when I said "Lee's Korea Blog."

She's quite a fan, and sometimes even reads what I've written.

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Recently we held a graduate student's discussion session. The premise was simple enough, with students practicing their presentation skills and subsequently being fed with fast food. Sometimes I wonder if it's we who are really the subject of some arcane behavioural experiment concocted by the faculty.

The study title would be "Reliable Behavioural Control of Graduate Students Using a Simple Fast-Food Reward System."

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Korean graduate students are generally more reserved and less individualistic than their western counterparts. While I used to endlessly ponder the causes and implications of such differences, I have since resigned myself to a more accepting stance.

I've decided that 2011 will be the year that I focus on the pursuit of wisdom. With it, I'm hoping will come the side-effects of maturity, humility and a heightened sense of responsibility. My ego needs a bit of a cropping, and it's time for less talk and more work.
But that doesn't mean I can't be silly anymore. I don't think that wisdom and silliness are opposites, they're just not commonly paired, kind of like bagpipes and pole-dancing. Anyway...

Here's hoping that 2011 will be a productive and enlightening year for us all.

disposable camera

got the disposable from the trip to seoul developed.

it’s been so long since i used film, i forgot that light makes weird colors with you don’t have a white balance function — like green for florescent.

or pink for… pink?

other lessons relearned: a camera doesn’t see light nearly as well as your eye can,

and the flash is there for a reason.


 

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