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Over twenty years experience in creating, developing, and executing promotional and advertising campaigns across multimedia platforms including print, radio, digital, and social media. Broadcast radio manager, programmer, on-air talent/producer, and voiceover artist..

Of Michelin Stars & Western Food In Korea

This is fascinating…  A post appeared recently on a Facebook group called Seoul Eats:

Start of a thread on the Seoul Eats Facebook group

Start of a thread on the Seoul Eats Facebook group

The short answer:

Michelin stars quick answer

Michelin stars quick answer

But a more complete answer eventually popped up:

The best answer to the original post.

The best answer to the original post.

And then this excellent observation appeared:

Accurate observation on the fine dining situation in Korea.

Accurate observation on the fine dining situation in Korea.

While we’re not typically in the market for Fine Dining experiences, this one comment is very rateable to almost every aspect of eating in South Korea.

The thread is continuing and is very interesting, not from a Western versus Korean food angle (which it may deteriorate into), but as Chris says, Western food Koreanized.   And that’s a HUGE distinction.

There are oases of food done correctly, and we try to spend the most of our time at those places when we’ve got the craving.  One place we went to recently was Brooklyn – The Burger Joint, where the burgers and chili cheese fries were not over sweetened and tasted just right.

Brooklyn Works Burger @ Brooklyn - The Burger Joint

Brooklyn Works Burger @ Brooklyn – The Burger Joint

There was also this phenomenal pizza place in Gangnam called Brick Oven New York Pizzeria that did a great job on a pesto chicken, feta, and spinach thin crust pie a few weeks ago.

Pesto chicken, feta, and spinach pizza from NYBOP

Pesto chicken, feta, and spinach pizza from NYBOP

We also very much enjoy Korean BBQ, spending one or two nights a week at our ‘local’ down the street.

And we really like some of the Korean street food, like hotteok, tteokbokki, and pretty much everything else on this page.

The problem is that there is Koreanized Western food masquerading as Western food and that, my friends, is quite the shock to more than just the palate; and that is the crux of the issue pointed out by my new friend Chris.

Back in the swing of things

This post is very overdue in coming.  Apologies.  Between an active holiday season and slow jumping off into 2014, I’ve been neglecting my writings.

Not that this is really any kind of earth shattering stuff, but some of you have decided that it’s somewhat amusing and/or entertaining.

Quick catchup:

Went to Bali for Xmas and New Year’s.  First time we’ve traveled to a ‘foreign country’ during fall/winter since Paris in 2005.  Was in Cayman for six out of seven ‘festive seasons’ and I don’t count that as a foreign country.  We had a good time that keeps getting better as time goes by.
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Meaning that while we were there there were some challenges that made it tough for us to reconcile our expectations with the reality of what we were experiencing.  It was like this:

Know what I mean?

In any event, we got back to Seoul in one piece and have had a kind of shaky start to the new year.  A few funds have been delayed in getting to us, and hopefully all of that will be rectified in short order and we’ll be able to move forward in a few ways we’ve been counting on.

We went to a place in Pangyo this past weekend called Avenue France. For the record, it is completely (and not unexpectedly) inappropriately named as it is neither anything like an Avenue or anything like France.

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At least the “Paradise Pie” a la mode at Tartine was good.

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After we devoured half of it, we realized it should be warm and scraped the remaining ice cream off the top and had the gal nuke it for 90 seconds… Then it was great.

I finished off the weekend this morning with the Super Bowl. Quite a change from last year.

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But whaddya gonna do?

In the meantime, time marches on and the continued quest for satisfaction is underway…

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The New Normal

I’m sure there’s a way to describe going on holiday to the warmth of a latitude closer to the equator. I’m just out of practice in using it and I’ve forgotten.

That must sound a little snobby to someone who’s never lived thru a traditional winter closer to the poles. But trust me, coming back to that climate simultaneously sucks and blows. And since the weather turned here in Seoul, I find winter fashion to be bittersweet. I do enjoy wearing long sleeves and some sweaters, but as much as I’m loving my new LL Bean parka for its rugged good looks, it’s 650-fill goose down, and the faux fur lining in the hood, I resent having to wear it, or anything like it so as not to freeze.

It’s payback, I know that. And for the next 18 months at least, I’ll be enjoying the seasons. Maybe enough to last the rest of our lives.

We head out for Bali on Monday. Very much looking forward to it.

Everyday…

… is a winding road, isn’t it?

Who would have thought that Sheryl Crow would have been so right.

In my case everyday is a slippery winding road…

Backtrack a bit

Yesterday that road was lightly dusted with snow. The dog freaked out during her morning walk, running back and forth in the less-than-an-inch dusting we got here in Suji. Meanwhile, I struggled not to slip and fall during my afternoon walk to the bus stop. And then again walking up and down the Myeongdong Cathedral hill and then the next one up to the station in Jung-gu.

Show went off without a hitch and based on the previous day’s experience with the subway, I headed for the bus stop.

Took the express bus toward home and then on to our favorite BBQ joint which was bought out for the evening. Major bummer.

Today I got into the city a little earlier as snow was expected. As I was sipping my Americano at a windowside table at the Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf in Myeongdong (a place I choose more for this amazing view of the shopping street below), the white stuff began in earnest.

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And as I had predicted a few months ago, the hill toward the radio station got me. At one point while walking up, I lost my footing a little (boot slipped) and knew that it was inevitable. I was gonna drop. I tried fruitlessly to adjust my feet but it was too late. I was all Paul Simon. I vaguely remember my school science: The road had warmed the dusting that had fallen maybe thirty minutes before and then when more snow fell, it froze up quite nicely.

I landed on my left side soaking my jeans but barely making it thru the ‘military-grade, fleece-lined’ thermals I had on underneath. In truth I’m sure my pride and ego was more bruised than any part of my body but I’ll know tomorrow for sure.

I told the barista at the in-house coffee shop at the station and after I confirmed I was okay, she chuckled. I told her we were thru and that I wanted a divorce.

On the bright side, Rooney seemed to love the snow on her afternoon walk.

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Unreal Korea

You know, I was never really homesick in Cayman. There were times I missed living in the ‘civilized world’ but the friends and, yes, climate made it an easier place to call home.

Don’t get me wrong: I still very clearly remember the life of being a second class citizen in a small Caribbean country. You stay there for seven years and it’s hard to forget having to contend with people yelling “Go back to your country!” at you when you don’t acquiesce and let them cut you off while driving. Or hearing “My bredren work at Immigration, I can have you kicked off the island,” or even having a bogus file of complaints submitted to the Honourable Work Permit Board.

But lemme tell you this, I miss the heck out of the USA and Cayman right now.

And not just because of the distance and time differences of my favorite tv shows and sporting events. Tech mitigates those issues quite well thankyouverymuch.

It is partially because I couldn’t go to Baltimore when my grandfather passed away. Ok, that one is distance. But it’s more the sheer inconvenience of it.

Yes, there are some fundamental cultural politeness issues. That’s rich coming from me, I know, but it’s true. The pushing and shoving and overall vibe of animosity is right up there w/ New York and there’s a reason I don’t want to live in that city.

Also, there’s an interesting thing about the expats here. They take on a more native thing and say, “you have to adapt to that if you want it to work out.”

Well, that’s just it, isn’t it?

Like maybe the type of people that are expats in Asia are totally different than the type of expats in the Caribbean. And interestingly enough, some of the challenges have come from ‘fellow Americans’ who’ve become power-grabbing opportunists, competing with each other instead of working on the same team. Which is a direct reflection of the duality of Korean community ‘all-for-one’ while simultaneously stressing ‘be the top in your class/field/whatever no matter what the cost.’

Crazy, right?

I just don’t feel at home here the way I did in Cayman, Philadelphia, or Baltimore.

Really didn’t expect that.

So yeah, I’m a little homesick for friends and family and the feeling of community that comes from both.

Happy Time Thanksgiving

Giving thanks

This will be my eighth Thanksgiving away from the USA; Jenn’s as well.

We both moved to Cayman in 2006, and don’t think (!) we ever went back “home” for Thanksgiving once we got there.

We’ve always missed our families, albeit in different ways.  I’ve had a few chances to call and Skype during the family meal, but Jenn has worked in a British school system for the last few years where the holiday is not observed, so she’s missed out on those chats during her family’s meal. And my mother has frequently taken a photo of us and placed it on the table for us just like we were there.

This year it’s different.  We’re both having trouble grappling with this holiday this year.  Not that we don’t have a lot to be thankful for, but unfortunately we’ve all too aware of what we’re lacking versus what we have.  Which is not really the point of the holiday; and that makes me feel a little more weird…

Like maybe I should snap out of it and be freakin’ happy to be alive and healthy and have a wonderful wife and dog and cat and roof over my head and warm clothes to wear and food to eat… and that there are people out there who don’t have any of that.

But… it’s all relative.  And the fact is that I don’t think we’ve ever felt more alone for Thanksgiving then we do this year.

Away from the family home is one thing…  away from family itself is another… and away from the people who were our adopted family is just plain brutal.

We’re going to a brewpub for Thanksgiving this year.  I’m sure it’ll be nice, but it won’t be Copper Falls in Cayman for the third year with friends we’ve had for over four years, and it won’t be our place in Mystic Retreat where we hosted American Thanksgiving the year before that (where I cooked the turkey accidentally upside down), where even though I’d just been ousted from a job, I was surrounded by loved ones… but really, it certainly won’t be home.

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FriendSurfing

Ultimately it’s probably a good thing that I have a couple of hours each day where I’m on the bus into Seoul with my thoughts and no distractions. I try to avoid the internet and disconnect for a while and either listen to some music or finish playing Words With Friends.

As a result of this me time I’ve been thinking about people and things Jennifer and I have left behind in Cayman and how much we miss not necessarily the place itself, which we do, of course, but we also miss the strange and wonderful people a place like a small island in the Caribbean attracts.

Not to say that after a few years in Asia wouldn’t be a similar thing, but it will never completely replace the close friendships created in Cayman… Nor should it.  We only hope we’ll be able to forge similar relationships; those that will last.

And then I wonder if Korea will be the last stop before going back to the USA.  Or if we’re fated to spend more time either in Europe or somewhere else and how we never really know where the road will go and that we should try to keep our eyes off our miniture pocket display screens and watch the scenery go by… because nothing lasts forever.

Oh yeah, it snowed here today.  Joy.

 

Ben Maxwell broadcast kit... illy coffee, headphones, and a microphone.

EXTRA! EXTRA!

Not a lot of updates recently.  Of course you’ll forgive me… I’ve started a new job.

Read all about it!

If you’re so inclined, we’re on from 4-6pm in Seoul (UTC+9).  It works out to 13 hours behind EDT, so I’m investigating how to listen on podcast and/or recorded version.  I’m sure there is, but I’m having some trouble figuring it out.

For now, if you wake up in the middle of the night and/or have insomnia, you can open the listen live popup (works best on IE), go to the TBSeFM home page, or get to the main Music2TheMax show page here.

Enjoy!

Baby, you’re a firework

Jenn & I went to the Seoul International Fireworks Festival on Saturday night along with about 5 million other Seoulites.  There were a few different ‘shows’ within the evening… some better than others, but all were pretty amazing.

And Sunday, on our travels, we stumbled on a different set of seemly random fireworks in Pangyo (which we later figured out was part of a foreigner festival).

Quite a difference, no?

Then to cap off the entire Sunday, we visited Craftworks Taphouse in Pangyo.  I highly recommend the Craftworks Burger.

Craftworks Burger: "A big-boy burger! Our flame-grilled beef burger with Cheddar & Pepperjack cheeses, pulled pork, smoky bacon, sauteed onions, roasted bell peppers, and our house-made chipotle mayo, lettuce and tomato."

Craftworks Burger: “A big-boy burger! Our flame-grilled beef burger with Cheddar & Pepperjack cheeses, pulled pork, smoky bacon, sauteed onions, roasted bell peppers, and our house-made chipotle mayo, lettuce and tomato.”