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Some of Seoul’s best street food at Gwangjang market

There’s something about the area between Jongno and Dongdaemun that sets it apart from the rest of central Seoul. Heading west along the Cheongye stream from City Hall, it feels like you are stepping into an older, less polished part of the city. The chain stores and restaurants gradually thin out, to be replaced by smaller, more specialised outfits, and the suits and high heels morph into work clothes and more practical forms of footwear.

It’s here that you can find Gwangjang Market, Seoul’s oldest covered market. Specialising mainly in textiles, the market is a great place to go if you are after any kind of cut-price fabric or simply fancy a gawk at Korean industry at its most elemental. Traders do vigourous business amongst huge rolls of silks and linens, and narrow alleys and passages lead off into a warren of shops and restaurants.

Gwanjang market

At the market’s nucleus there is a fantastic street food section. Lines of tightly packed cooking stations spider web out from the central concourse, selling a range of Korean street food classics. Huge coils of sundae perch languidly on narrow countertops; boiled, hairless pig trotters await transformation into jokbal; and dexterous ajummas churn out piece after piece of perfectly formed mandu.

Gwanjang bindaeduk vendor

An absolute “must eat” street food here is bindaeduk. Mung beans are ground into a batter by huge rotating stone pestles, then fried up with beansprouts, green onion and garlic. The result is a thick, crispy pancake, served simply with kimchi and an onion and soy sauce dip. The pancake is gloriously garlicky, and has a great crunchy hash brown consistency to it.

Gwanjang bibimbap

Another winner here is the bibimbap. Not a dish you usually find on the street in Korea, the one at Gwangjang is made using barley as well as rice. Like some of the best street food dishes, this one is assembled rather than cooked. Measured amounts of sesame oil, gochujang and doenjang, are added with lettuce, spring onions, dried seaweed, cherry tomatoes and a great little peppery, grassy, bitter leaf whose name escapes me at the moment. The dish is all about balanced flavours and freshness, and qualifies as some of the best bibimbap I’ve had.

Gwangjang Market. Exit 12 Jongno-3-ga Station. Exit the station and walk for a few mins until you reach a road. The market will be directly across it. Once inside, walk past the first few street food stalls you see – you’ll know when you hit the good stuff!

Dear Xiu Xiu

Dear Xiu Xiu,

I like all your fancy toys.

Thanks for making the birthday girl smile.

Ruby

Of Shells and Ships

About three minutes in to my recent visit to the Jagalchi Fish Market–where Korea’s biggest gathering of seafood vendors hawk the day’s fresh catch–I saw a creature I didn’t know existed.

It was pink. It had no eyes and was shaped like a sausage. After peering at it for a few seconds, I noticed it was alive–moving in a slow, blind wriggle. My toes curled in their flip flops. The ajumma–rubber-booted, plastic-aproned women who work at the market scraping, scaling, beheading, chopping, and serving Korean sea-life to the daily crowds–had displayed the creature in a silver metal bowl, alongside its pink peers, next to a few clams and some kind of urchin. The floor was wet and the air smelled like salt. Everything around me, I realized, was alive; it was as if I’d stepped into an above-ground reef.

”It was probably a sea cucumber,” my mom said, when I called her the next day. Turns out the pink sea sausages are called gaebul, dubbed “Sea Penises” on more than a few foreigner blogs. Apparently they’re hollow inside and taste like seawater. The restaurants above the market serve them live.

I didn’t buy anything at Jagalchi, but wandered through it awestruck, partly at the coloured and squirming gills, arms, tails and tentacles that crowd the tanks along each aisle, and partly at the women running the show. Ajumma in Korean means a woman of married age, but the term carries with it the connotation of being tough.

A Jagalchi ajumma has likely spent the bulk of her life squatting at a stall, gloved hands coated in fish parts. She can grab an octopus from a tank and bag it up with her eyes closed. In the aisle she’ll push past you, dragging a net of jumping mackeral toward rows of metal bins and cutting boards. Outside, you’ll find her crouched over a plastic bucket, de-shelling clams on the concrete while the sun drifts over the Korea Strait.

I was a little squeamish checking out some of the creatures…

and felt bad watching their attempts at escape…

especially the octopus, who, my mom informed me, is the most intelligent of invertebrates.

But the colours and patterns were beautiful…

and reminded me that nature blows away the competition in design.

Outside, the fish dried in the sun…

and a knife or two was displayed…

across from the shells and the shoes.

But my favourite part was the edge of the port, where men whose lives I’d never know worked on rusty ships…

and the mountains were green, and the gulls were free.

밀양 Miryang

19 Dec 2009, I have come to 밀양 Miryang, a small city in 경상남도 Gyeongsangnam-do, to investigate the mysterious Ice Valley (어름골 Eoreumgol).

Goldfish sponges

I never had much interaction (at all) with children prior to my acceptence of a job requiring constant interaction and dedication to molding their sundeveloped little brains for 7 straight hours a day. Seems reasonable… (ahem!). But in Korea, the fact that my birth certificate was printed in America and that the preceding years of my life left me with a Bachelor’s degree in hand, I am somehow qualified to do so. I can only imagine the increduality of those close to me upon my declaration that I was headed overseas to teach little children in primary school. I have preached tirelessly the fact that i will never, repeat, NEVER have children of my own, although never quite penetrating barriers of skepticism.

Against all odds, overall, I think I am doing swimmingly! Everyday is a suprise, to say the least. I will waltz into work one day with high spirits, in disbelief that I actually get paid to do this, only to walk out of my first class ready to drop dead from exhaustion and frustration. Other days are just the opposite, and I can’t remember how I could ever be upset with these little angels. My dad always used to say “Now I know why tigers eat their young”; …so do I. The reason tigers eat their young is exactly why evolution made children so adorable. Something about cute, miniature humans makes you just fall in love and somehow forget about all the time they spend making you want to rip your hair out. There must have been some force of intellegent design at work here, in one sense or another…

So I have decided that kids are like goldfish sponges. They have the amazing ability to soak up audible information like a sponge, even when you are certain they are paying absolutely NO attention. At the same time, they have the memory span of a goldfish; their temper tantrum could easily trigger a spontaneous combustion one moment, and 3 seconds later they will be happy as a clam. Must admit I am slightly envious of this capability…

I still maintain I will never have a goldfish sponge of my own, but I am starting to really like the little buggers.

How to find a random blog in Korea

How do people find my blog? According to google analytics, lots of them go searching for 'Russian prostitutes.' I mentioned it once way back in the day and ever since then it has turned up in every monthly report. Occasionally they stay and keep reading for more than .01 seconds.

....That last paragraph will probably ensure that the Russian prostitute hits continue for another year. Good?

Honestly, I found most of my favorite blogs when I was desk warming this winter and desperate for things to read at my computer once I knocked out an obscene amount of lesson plans. So here is my wonderful guide for finding new ways to kill time!

1. Go to your favorite blog.
2. Click every single one of their links.
3. Click every one of their links.
4. Bookmark what you like.
5. Read everything they've ever written online.
6. Repeat as boredom allows.

I have my first public school open class tomorrow. I'm not terribly worried. I've done them before and the only people watching will be the other teachers at my school....very few of which speak English.

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Funny English

There's plenty of comical English around this country if you care to look. And I'm not just referring to people from England. When I come across a funny sign, I'm often limited to having a little laugh by myself. That's because explaining it to any accompanying Koreans can become a well-drawn out affair that ends in patriotic tears of rage. While I don't think it's particularly hindering anybody, I sometimes wonder why companies won't just do a quick check with an English speaker before inscribing something in permanent acrylic and plastering it on a wall. A few years ago, Samsung chose the words 'Digital Exciting' as the company slogan for their Anycall phones. Untold piles of money were spent on getting this arbitrary double adjective on billboards around the country, before someone was nice enough to let them know that it didn't really make sense.

Since the billboards have been taken down, Anycall has remained sloganless.

This particular piece of Konglish seems to have spread like a rogue meme throughout the country. In Korea, the plural of 'man' is often 'mans', ie. "this soup is invigorating, and good for the mans". Most men's room signs in Korea use the singular form, although there is usually more than one urinal. I like to entertain the idea that historically, if the first signmaker had just got it right, everyone would have copied them.

One day, when I have unlimited time and money, I intend to go around and correct all of these with polite little 'e' stickers. I can feel the tingles of satisfaction already.

In Korean, the word 'funny' is often used interchangeably with the word 'fun'. It's one of those blurry lost-in-translation deals, resulting in students exclaiming to their English teachers "Teacher! On the weekend I went swimming and it was very funny!"

Laugh you may, but the tables turn when the English teachers have to explain why saying "Hmm, this old milk smells funny" doesn't mean that it smells hilarious.

Mother's Finger sounds just like what you'll get if you ask your mother to bake you a chocolate brownie.

If you have an Australian mother, that is.

I'm not sure what it means or even how to pronounce Diget, but they don't taste too bad. Actually the only reason I bought them was because the name intrigued me.

Ah, so that's their marketing plan....

This hairdressing salon, elegantly named 'Hair the Hyun', is on the way to Suwon if you travel from Sadang station. I've long considered dropping in and getting my hair cut there, just because the name is weird.

I'm not sure what my problem is.

And you can find It's Skin in the Gangnam area. They sell winter clothes, obviously.

And some stores like to use exclamation marks! Regardless of whether the message is really that important!

Look everyone, it's our new dismal marketing ploy favourite hero, Can! Whenever you need to blast away your hunger, Can will come and dispense cold gelatinized and sterilised meats at a moment's notice!

Who can help us in times of hunger? Can can!

It appears that Kyobo's number one competitor has been restricted by their own policy of stocking only one book at a time.

You can find these gems in COEX. IL Mare is a pasta restaurant, which has various other slogans pasted on the walls for the bewilderment of diners. The food there is quite good. Tom N Toms is a coffee franchise much like Starbucks.

Please enjoy the fresh coffee in the world.

And these are my favourite biscuits, Binch. Although it sounds like an arbitrary bunch of consonants and vowels selected by confectionary executives, this one actually stands for 'Biscuit and chocolate'. Genius, no? It reminds me of the amazing Family Mart Bonus, the Fonus.

Well that's all from me this time. Ideally I'll be spending the rest of the evening in front of the TV, munching on Binch.

Jai Hind Korean Ishtyle..

Desi Gal.. , originally uploaded by breeze-O.

The Buddhas Birthday Lantern Parade happens a week before Buddhas Birthday from Dongdaemun to Jogyesa Temple. The entire Jongno Street is lit up with lanterns and people are cheering on both the sides of the street. If you visit Korea around May make sure you don’t miss this event.

I reached Dongdaemun a bit early before the Lantern Parade could start where I got this good opportunity to take a few behind the scene pictures of the parade. There was this huge queue of floats waiting for the parade to begin and people taking pictures with the guys all decked up in their costumes for the event. In one such float I came across this beautiful lady wearing a Saree. I almost missed her in the first glance and had gone ahead, but with a fleeting glance of this girl in a Saree I had to walk back to the float. And make her say ‘Kimchi’ for my lenses.