“Bring out Korean food. Gochujang flavor. Kimchi flavor. Red flavor.”
“No, the chef specially made tteokbokki earlier. You could’ve just eaten that, but instead you made him cry and chased him out!”
“It wasn’t the taste of Korea. Who told him to push that back-alley diner skill set at me? Jioh is quite the gourmet, you know.”
“He’s a Michelin three-star owner-chef. He’s the hottest person in New York right now—getting a table is a nightmare…!”
“Fine. I’ll just starve to death.”
“…I’m literally about to try making it now. Look! I’m trying, Jio!”
“Baek, Jong-won tteokbokki, recipe…”
His listening and speaking were perfect, but writing was his weak suit; the American sweetheart (name: Kongmosi) stumbled through a YouTube search.
After the overwhelming victory in Kansas—
A photo time with little California Jane, a visit to Blizzard headquarters (special-item conferment), a White House stop, and then a tour of the New York Häagen-Dazs…