so basically in continuation of yesterday's confusion...
last night, 한국엄마 told me if i was hungry i could eat rice with beef stew. when she said beef i got all excited because there's absolutely no cow in this country. she breaks out the stew this morning and i cannot wait. i dig into my soup bowl and fish out this chunk of blackness. cow liver. can you really call cow liver "beef?" that's not beef. that's a trick! that's what that is.
한국아빠 comes to me this afternoon and asks if i would like to play billiards. i'm not particularly good at this, but whatever, let's do it. on the car ride there i'm trying to figure out if there was some way we could end up going to somewhere other than a pool hall. but billiards is a pretty unique word. like i don't know how you could mess that one up. and it's not like you can do other things at a pool hall either. i seems pretty unlikely for there to be a fish market right next to "billiards" and for us to go there instead of playing pool.
reassured, i begin to mentally prepare myself. we get to some random building and start walking up the stairs. i don't see any mention of a pool hall so i begin to fear the worst again. but, ah yes, i see pictures of people with pool sticks. we are here! there is no confusion. billiards in the US is billiards in Korea. i was thinking, finally, something that is the same.
except, their pool tables have no holes! they play pool with four balls on a table with no pockets. i'm so lost in this country...
what the f?!sometimes i wonder if these people aren't just staying up all night thinking of ways to mess with me.. giggling all the while
2 comments:
I love how our first assumption has become "How is this going to be different from what I would normally expect?"
j lo you are too funny. weird how the impression i get in america is that korean food is ALL beef. maybe that's just being around sparky...
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