Hello! Welcome to my first blog post of 2018! Hope you are off to a grew new year so far.
This post is about the last time I suffered through behgo-rage, which was Christmas Day. The highlight of Christmas time for me is usually the feasting part. Duh (unless you’re new around here, in which case, welcome)!
So on Christmas day, I didn’t roll out of bed until close to 1 pm. If I had a choice, I would’ve lived in bed for the rest of the day. But I had late lunch plans. Late lunch plans that didn’t take place until close to 5:30 p.m. For most normal people, I guess it would be more of a dinner. My schedule is so effing out of the ordinary compared to the *normal* people. This is more like lunch hour for me. Dinner is passed 10. Yes, it’s horrible.
I didn’t pre-game before lunch. I was mostly feeling tired, lazy, wasn’t in the mood, had nothing at home, just looked forward to pigging out shortly, etc. By around 4ish, the hunger pains intensified. Like, it seriously hurt. I felt the stages of behgo-rage starting to develop. If you’re new around here, feel free to familiarize yourself with the term, behgo-rage here. You might be hearing that word tossed around intermittently around here.
We came to Redondo Beach, ready to eat some delicious seafood. The beach had its share of holiday crowds, but nothing insane like you might find on a summer holiday. I’ve been coming to Redondo Beach since I came to this country, at age ten months old. My mom said that the first couple of places we visited after immigrating were Disneyland and Redondo Beach. If you’ve read my last Redondo Beach post, you might remember that I have a lifetime of memories here.
Pacific Fish Center has become our family’s usual spot over the decades. We rarely leave RB without eating crabs, often accompanied by maewoontang and poached shrimps. But always crabs. Although the last time I had crabs wasn’t too memorable. Hopefully, it has gotten better. On my next visit with family, I guess I’ll be finding out. Crab-eating at this beach has been a tradition since the good old days. It was a thing for Korean families to do back in the day. We may not come here as often, but when we do, it feels unnatural to leave without eating crabs. I always glance at the poor crabs in the front area as I walk in and think to myself…I wonder which one of you we’ll be eating today.
I didn’t come with family this time, so I went outside of the usual routine. I wanted to try something I hadn’t tried, hwe (translation on the menu is “sashimi plate”). I’ve had hwe at RB a couple of times, but not at this spot. And I was craving it.
I am not really sure why they list the prices of certain dishes but not others. There was no price listed for the sashimi plates. And based on the wall menu pictures, the small size one looked like it’d barely satisfy as an appetizer (keep in mind I had an appetite to eat for ten at the time).
Orders are placed and paid for before you get seated, so you better know what you want when you get to the front.
The line that day wasn’t too horrendous. There was a family of four or five in front of us and a couple others, but it took about ten minutes or so to get to the front. Catboy and I took turns waiting in line while the other went on bathroom breaks.
The small plate of sashimi was not cheap at all, at $40. Honestly, based on the portion from the picture on the menu wall, I guessed the price might be less than $20. My level on the hunger scale out of ten was about fifteen, while Catboy’s was probably around five or six. Since he wasn’t that hungry and we had plans to gorge on KBBQ later, Catboy thought we should just get the Sashimi plate, rather than both that and the maewoontang. I secretly thought to myself, OMG he doesn’t get me at all. Lol
I think the small size plate was made for one. Upon getting a few places into my belly, blood flowed back into me and I no longer felt the urge to punch someone. Catboy was done after a few and told me to have the rest.
When I was done, I was still hungry. Behgo-rometer went down to about six. FYI, the scale breaks down into something like this:
After the nibble, we walked around a little. But it was cold and I was still hungry. And Catboy said that by the time we got to KBBQ, he’s probably going to be hungry by then, too. So we didn’t hang around too long at RB as we thought we were going to. I guess we could have stopped by other places here and nibbled and munched some more. But I was just ready to KBBQ. Stay tuned for part two of my Christmas day eats!