… but I went to the Korean grocery store yesterday.
I think I could’ve cried walking in. There was a frig filled with Kakdugi and Kimchee, shelves stuffed with Boocheem Kalu, and even this new Korean version of Furikake– one that was Bulgogi flavored! Yup, I told Jason about that one and he almost cried too.
In a little way, this is just another example of Dad’s provisions in an unfamiliar place. When I was living alone in Santa Cruz, I rarely ever made Korean food, but seeing it here was such a comfort. Mmm… tasty, tasty comfort.
Oh, one last thing– they sell Spam. REAL Spam!!