Food is a Funny Thing...

I thought about food today, which is weird, I know.

But, whatever. Just bear with me.

Normally, if I want something to eat, I'll just stuff whatever's available in my mouth until my stomach is full... and there I go. I'm done. It's filling, but never very satisfying. A proper meal is so much more satisfying, right? But, who wants to make a meal for ONE person???

Not me.

Thursdays are probably the days where I eat the best and I feel the most satisfied. Today is Tuesday, I know, but my Tuesday was was my Thursday today.

Today, after my late class, I stopped in this little Kimbap place to pick up some dengong chegae and mandu. I stop in this little shop frequently. The two ladies who work in there know me, and whenever I see them on the sidewalk or out and about, we always greet each other. They're so cute. I wish I knew how to ask them if they are mother and daughter. I think they are.

I was watching them work today as I waited for my meal. They didn't have to talk to each other in order to get their work done. Each knew what the other was going to do and when it was going to be done. They just quietly and quickly went about their work. I felt like I was in their kitchen and that they were my mom and grandma making me dinner.

There's just something about people who are familiar with you making you food. I'd hardly call these ladies friends or anything significant in my life. But, every Thursday (and occasionally on Tuesdays) they make me dinner and I feel like I'm home again.


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