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Downtown in the New Orleans

January 11, 2012 eating out

There are several things that pop into my mind when I read the words “New Orleans.” Mardi Gras beads I wore for my eighth grade dance. My family’s trip to The Grove this summer, where I had an amazing cornbread at The Gumbo Pot. The whimsical tunes on Disney’s Princess and the Frog. Anne Rice’s [...]

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Oh My Word

July 30, 2010 family

Unless you’re living in an island by yourself, and unless there is something seriously wrong with you, you’re bound to say many, many words to the people around you. Actually, it doesn’t just have to be vocal. In this digital age, we’re sending out tens of thousands of words a day to people at any [...]

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Time Travels

June 29, 2010 eating out

Time flies. It really does, especially when you least expect it. I really didn’t think I’d enjoy my stay here in Korea much. After all, my parents are already in the States, and I’m all alone in an empty house for most of the day. My cousin is in school from morning till night, and [...]

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Plastic Beauty on the Wall…Who Is the Fakest of Them All?

June 27, 2010 eating out

When you walk down the streets of Korea, you’re not just going to the grocery store, or to the bank. You’re making a fashion statement. Or more precisely, you’re joining the fashion statement of the season. My mother confiscated my flip-flops. Apparently it’s a social disgrace to walk around in “2 for $5” Old Navy [...]

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Eloquence is Overrated

June 16, 2010 eating out

My throat is better now! I can’t belt out a note yet (actually, I never could) but I can actually talk! I can’t tell you how relieved I am to be able to even say “Need to pee, NOW!” I’ve been wondering why God took my voice away, just in time for the church retreat. [...]

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HK Day Three: What I Learned About Hongkies

May 20, 2010 eating out

When you’re in a foreign country, the hardest thing to do is communicate with the locals. And the easiest thing to do is to misunderstand them. This was my first impression of Hongkies: Rude, loud, and obnoxious  snobs. Walking in the streets, I got shoved, pushed, and stepped on by schoolchildren, middle-aged men, and even [...]

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