It was supposed to be for 20 but the number dropped dramatically down to 13. But the food! Oh my the food! Chestnuts, baked cabbage with apple, spiced nuts, ginger cookies, pork done in a brine, scalloped potatoes with bacon, cheese and spinach, mashed potatoes, roast beef with gravy, sliced veggies with ranch or onion dip, bruschetta, salad, dinner rolls, lemon pie, chocolate chip sour cream cake, chocolate drop cookies, banana bread … I’m sure there’s something I’m forgotten to mention. Plus the 18 bottles of wine.



But the weather, wowsers was it ever the shits. The dust level was at “hazardous” windy, cold – very glad that we were at home this time around (since generally we’re the ones that go to others places and bring the food with us).
I do need to ensure that I ask friends (after one took the lead!) to bring more containers to take leftovers — we have so much food in the house … I’m not sure how we’ll be able to finish it all).
A few rather humorous lines of the evening:
Me, annoyed that the chocolate chip sour cream cake that I made, all of the chocolate chips sank to the bottom of the pan – I assume because of the flour here … not sure though – bakers, any suggestions? Anyway, it was then dubbed “the cake that Asia ruined” cause you know, nothing like blaming a whole continent for my inability to measure out proper proportions of baking powder versus baking soda.
A friend had invited a newbie girl along. I like to tease my friend (truth be told we all do
) and he finally got me back. She was eating something and exclaimed how good it was, to which he said “See, what did I tell you, even if you didn’t like the people, the food at least would be good!” HA, loved it.
Prior to their arrival, friend phoned to clarify directions:
him: it’s near a church right? I see a church but I don’t think this is the right place.
me: how big is the church?
him: it’s a small one on the right.
me: nah, that’s not it. ours is a big ass church on the right.
him: you do know it’s Christmas, right?
me: well it is!
Things are getting rather busy this week. We’ve got wedding pictures on Tuesday, trip out of town on Wednesday, dinner with in-laws on Thursday, and then hubby’s birthday. Again, phew! And somewhere in all that I should be doing more on my assignment … right, sigh, squish that in somewhere.
OH! We went and rented our hanbok yesterday – just at a place recommended to us by the wedding hall. I had assumed that it was all loose and flowing because, well, that’s what it looks like. Nope. It’s a boob contraption that makes you yelp at how tight they expect it to be across the chest. I don’t have that big of boobs but I was severely limited in my options because of what I do have. We could have them custom made but what’s the point? It’s not like we’re going to wear our wedding hanbok to other events – seems like a waste of resources all around.
Ah, and an “only in Korea story”. We get to the hanbok place and hubby says he’s hungry. I was trying various things on and he was chatting to the store owner who told him to order food! But because of that crazy snow fall, the food came by the time we had picked out what we were going to rent. What does the store owner do? Cleans off the back table for us to eat, gets us some water, moves around the heat lamp to keep us toasty, and tells us to take our time.
How was your Christmas?