Neng Myon

This was going to be a treatise on Nengmyon (Korean cold Buckwheat Noodle Soup)... but instead I'm just going to say:

Don't eat it before dance class.

or really.

Don't eat anything before dance class.

This Neng Myon happened to be particularly good... and so a lot of it was eaten at once. ***
I shall also say that I'm pretty sure it contained some of that nefarious msg, so that must have aided in it's apparent 'deliciousness.' Plenty of 'msg feelings' (let's call them) were had by all afterwards.

Point being. Don't eat it.

Especially not a lot of it.

Especially before you exercise. (I had something more incisive, intuitive, shrewd, let's say, to put here, but I don't really recall what it was.)



Y'know, one thing about living in a place where you don't speak the language/therefore don't fully understand the culture, is that you're given a certain leeway, let's say, to break cultural norms/rules, whatever, right? right.

Like singing loudly on the street. ^__^


(with what's left of my voice)

.... or maybe that's just me?





***A note on eating Korean food: When you go out for Korean food, you are alway given 'side dishes.' You can pretty much judge a restaurant by the quality and amount of its 'side dishes' (pajan). So when one says one ate a certain Korean meal, one usually implies one ate that dish +++ etc. amounts of pajan. And pajan are pretty much refillable.