A Chillaxed Date in Seoul... Saturday, December 27

For the past month or so every weekend Snickers and I alternate between who gets to plan that weekend's special date.  This weekend it was up to me to plan the weekend date.

MY PLAN:

Wake up early, 9am, and grab a light breakfast together at Toujours

Head out to Seoul at 11am for ice skating by City Hall

Spend the afternoon window shopping in Insadong

Dinner out at a restaurant in Insadong

OUR REALITY:

Woke up super late, 1pm, and I ate breakfast in bed while Snickers snoozed

Headed out to Seoul around 3pm (no ice skating)

Spent the evening window shopping in Insadong

Dinner out (at a restaurant way out of the way that Snickers' picked)

I wish had gone ice skating, I really did want to do that, but we left late and got all caught up in venturing around in Insadong.  Snickers' restaurant was great though so props to him.  It was a cozy little romantic restaurant on a tucked-away back alley like I had hoped for.  Instead, it was an overly lite restaurant that was crowdy and super noisy.  That being said however, the meal they served up was a-m-a-z-i-n-g.  Snickers knows his food, I tell ya.  Leave it to him to go to another city and search out the best place to eat.  He's notorious for doing this and I'm always happy to join him for such meal.

I'm a big fan of Korea's street food.  As dangerously tempting and "dirty" as it may be, I think Korea's street food vendors are just awesome.  Boo to the government for trying to regulate them and make them all abide by their new street vendor rules.  Some of my local favourites in Cheonan have gone under consequently, because they didn't have the funds to buy one of those government-forced-upon metal boxes to run their shop out of.  We always love taste testing the street vendor food shops when we venture outside of Cheonan so that's what we did tonight.  I had had my usual oatmeal bake breakfast but my next actual meal wasn't until dinner because I knew I'd be taste testing today out in Insadong.  Best street food vendor today was the poo bread.  It didn't taste all greasy like most street vendor breads but instead looked like it was more health consciously made.  The bread was a sandy brown and it was filled with red beans.  

Snickers and I have our own dream of starting up our own street food vendor actually, for if we ever move back to Canada.  It's more or less our Canadian dream life we've created together.  The idea is if we ever sold Hulk's and moved to Canada then we would start up a food truck.  It'd serve up our own version of one of my ultimate favourite Korean street food snacks.  We already have thought up a few variations of this particular treat and have turned it from a simple winter day snack to warm you up to a filling and very healthy breakfast that will keep you full till lunch.  I won't tell you what it is exactly that we'd be cooking up in our kicka$$ travelling breakfast truck but I will tell you that our truck alone will score us enough interest and curiosity from locals because we'd import a Korean Daewoo truck to work out of.  For those who know what a typical Daewoo truck looks like, they know it's pretty much the midget version of a regular moving truck.  It's super small and I always thought it looked funny because it is so compact.  That'd be our truck, we'd buy one and import it to Canada.  We'd paint it with our Korean name and we'd only work in the super early mornings, from 6am to 11am.  We already know where we'd park our truck and who are main clientel would be, it'd be the early morning business person or student, the commuter who has but a minute to spar but wants to grab a quick breakfast for their public commute to work.  

But anyways, back to our date talk... 

Snickers and I don't actually like Seoul or even care for it really.  We only go there because it's nice to get out of Cheonan sometimes.  Having trained over 500 people in a little less than two years, it's almost a given that we'll run into current or former Hulkie, their parents or a random visitor who has stepped into our club.  It's always nice to run into a familiar face and I'm flattered when people smile and say hi to me but sometimes you just want to go somewhere where nobody knows your name.

It was nice to get out of Cheonan today, to get dressed up and just have the day be about the two of us.  Usually when we go out here in Cheonan friends always search us out, pop by whatever restaurant we're at or wait for us to return to the club.  The other weekend we came home from dinner and were greeted by one of our sponsors and a couple of friends, and that's not the first time this has happened.  This happens a lot.  Tonight no one was waiting for us on our doorstep or in our parking lot. We had arrived home late.