• Food,  Writing

    불고기

    I have drafts upon drafts upon drafts of writings in the cloud and some will never see the light of day-but when I stumbled upon this one, it made me chuckle. So, I thought I’d share it with you on my husband’s birthday, because, you know, bulgogi (불고기). 04/03/2017 I dreamt of Korean food last night, I dreamt of kimchi and pickles and meat, Served by a headless man with a camera to replace, There was no bulgogi, Yet, that was the name of the restaurant, Where signs painted on the windows to block the outside, But we could see in and asked for it to be opened, Cameraman obliged…

  • Recipes

    Christmas Eve Sourdough Waffles

    I know what you’re probably thinking, “Kelsey, Christmas was last week!” Yes, yes it was. As we approached Christmas and the New Year, Daniel and I talked about which traditions we want to start or continue from our upbringings. One I hope succeeds is Sourdough Waffles on Christmas Eve. Isn’t it true that if you do something twice, it becomes a tradition? So I guess it’s okay to say we’re starting a tradition that will become a tradition next year. We’ll see. For now, I’ll make these throughout the year and try to remember to keep the tradition alive next Christmas. In the meantime, if you do make this, please…

  • Food

    Kimchi

    Have you ever had kimchi (김치)? Soon into our relationship, Daniel took me on a date to a Korean restaurant in Chicago. We waited in line for a good while and the entire time I was enjoying the new aroma coming from the restaurant. There, I had my first bulgogi (불고기) and banchan (반찬). The Korean barbecued beef, bulgogi, ended up being a beautiful mix of flavors I couldn’t get enough of. I later found out that bulgogi is always a good choice when trying Korean food. Most people have bulgogi or bibimbap as their first Korean meal and I was no exception. Both are great introductory meals into the…

  • Family,  Food,  Uncategorized

    second time around

    I’m writing on a Saturday night in Tokyo. Back home, it would be Saturday morning but it’s Saturday night. Sometimes that still confuses me. We’ve been in Japan for only a few days, but it feels like much more. We’ve done a lot. I wish I could remember and record everything, but for now, a few pictures will have to do. When we first landed, Daniel’s parents picked us up from the airport and we ate sushi with them and his sister. I was already full from the amount of food we ate on the plane, but sushi in Japan is amazing, so I ate more. We came to this…