Hello again! This is my first blog post for 2015. It feels like I have been MIA for a while. December was a hectic month, and I haven’t posted anything since the Thanksgiving post. I am back, fatter and better rested. It feels like the past month alone should have added at least twenty pounds on me since I’ve been eating so much. It’s the cold weather. Cold air does wonders to my appetite (whereas heat waves kill it). I get all sorts of cravings, especially in the middle of the night. But with the bone chilling weather we have had recently (it’s gotten warmer now here but expected to get cold again soon), I have been spending more time indoors, cuddled up, not wanting to even step foot outside (unless really necessary). I have encountered countless nights of being bundled up in bed and having random cravings only to fantasize about going out on food runs at 1-2 in the morning. I lay in bed daydreaming about driving to Ktown for Koreanized pho or KBBQ. Some nights, I get dim sum cravings and fantasize about going to SGV to take care of the late night dim sum fixes. But no, I just try to sleep it off, hoping it will pass. Some nights, it does. Other nights, an hour or two will pass and I just can’t stop having food thoughts running through my head. It’s too hard of a battle to win. I don’t go out of my way for food in the middle of the night, but I just end up making something or going some place down the street. It may or may not be what I was craving, but good enough to get rid of that annoying food urge.
On Christmas, I ate out all day. A restaurant is either going to be opened or closed, I guess. I slept in. I think I woke up around noon. And of course, I was starving from sleeping so much. I planned to go somewhere with my mom, but I told her that I couldn’t go until I ate first. She said to eat first, but I really didn’t feel like making anything. The cold weather made me crave something soupy. Sullungtang sounded so soothing and comforting. I wasn’t sure if they’d be open or not, so I called to check. Thank goodness, they were.
Ggakduki (radish kimchi) on the right that J raved about….can’t eat Sullungtang without it.
I’ve had some bad sullungtangs before where the broth just tasted bland and watery. Salt is always served on the side, so of course, it’s always bland until you throw some in yourself. But at some of the sucky places, adding salt doesn’t help any with bringing out the flavorful depth in the broth. Sometimes, the noodles would be blah and overcooked too. And it’s the worst sin when the kimchi sides are bad too.
Someone brought in a store bought cheesecake, a crème brulee cheesecake.
Our bartender humored the drunk and made small talk with him, all while laughing inside “What are you doing tomorrow?” the bartender asked the drunk.
“I want to hang out with her,” the drunk said, referring to me. I don’t know what happened the rest of the night since I couldn’t stick around and watch the rest of the show. The entire staff was watching and laughing at him like live entertainment. Well, he was so loud and obnoxious that we couldn’t not notice, as he was interacting with every person he saw.