Thursday, January 3, 2008
When I was in high school I worked at a grocery store with this big, kind of fat, and completely bald guy. His name was Roy.
He was a nice guy, but he was also clearly a little burned out and sometimes had trouble making complete sentences. He said something once about spending most […]
Monday, September 17, 2007
My last meal in America for over a year would be a greasy hamburger at the Chicago O’Hare International Airport. It was cheap and soggy, coated in mayo. I’ve never liked mayo very much.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Complaints my middle school students in Korea made about our school’s food:
“The rice is cold.”
“The kimchi is dry.”
Complaints American middle school students would make if they were served Korean food:
“There’s an entire fish in my soup.”
“The fish in my soup still has eyes.”
“The fish in my soup with eyes is full of fish eggs.”
“What is […]
I saw a guy who I thought for sure was hitchhiking on the way to work the other day. I thought it was strange because why didn’t he just take the bus to where he needed to go? Who hitchhikes on a busy street in the middle of a city?
Then I remembered this German guy […]