After a delicious lunch we walked home slowly. The weather was warmer but the grey, brown, and dull blues of the Korean winterscape we're kind of blah . . . even the mountains didn't do much to cheer me up.
So after a fantastic nap we decided to pull out some comfort food for dinner. There was only one problem--no can opener . . . lol.
For the past three and a half years in Korea I've pretty much been eating out at restaurants. After teaching all day and coming home tired, and sometimes exhausted, the last thing I'd want to do is cook. Korean restaurants have cheap, fast, and healthy food--and you don't have to do dishes after too! So . . . I never bought a can opener.
The solution? Use a large knife and a bottle as a hammer . . . LOL.
Julianne likes black beans--I'm NOT a fan . . . though it's been years, if not decades, since I tried them so maybe I'll try them again (she has 2 more in the cupboard). Me, I'm a die-hard fan of wieners and beans . . . yum!
Julianne had her beans with slices of cheese melted onto them and then used nacho chips to eat them with. Oh yeah, she also had a couple hot dogs with some cheese too.
Me, I went old school . . . I cut my wieners into small pieces and then mixed them into the beans . . . oh baby. And to take the carbo coma I would imminently fall into to a whole new Homer Simpson level I added slices of cheese . . . and . . .
The blurring here is to help you, the reader, get a sense of the gastrointestinal ecstasy of the Homerian food philosophy . . . hmmmm, wieners and beans with cheese and ketchup . . . aughguughgughaughuagh!