forever lost
This Christmas I shall be wearing red. In my parents humble mansion in the Berkshires. In Berkshire. With my parents, brother, grandrents uncle and whomever else decides to be invited.
On the weekend I met up with Mum, aunties K and B, and cousin F. They did their annual Christmas shopping trek round Cambridge and I did some book buying and got a scrumptious Spanish lunch thrown in too (thanks rellos!). It is quite hilarious when Mum and K are out together, M and K always try to outdo each other with their signs of dominance and supremity - something in a family of 6 kids one would definitely have to do - and as M is learning Spanish at the moment, and K has recently been to Spain, this was the topic of fighting talk. I had been out on the town the night before so I was in no state to utter much of worthy conversation. Anyway, F and M chatted about Christmas out of K's earshot (the bro and I had been offered a Chrimbo with F and cousin R, but F changed her mind, not wanting to upset her mother, K) and have decided that we are not invited to Leicester afterall, bitter sobs of painful angst could have been ebbed but it works out well, I get to go to the rents and see some friends, etc over Christmas. Ace!
Wow, Korean food sure is amazing! Again I had korean food last night, S has exams this week so cooked Weds instead. If I knew the names of the dishes, I do ask but all I get is a jumble of korean words that my fumble-tongue cannot pronounce and my fingers cannot remember how to spell, and therefore have slipped into the deep abyss of unknown. We had sweet pork, kimchi+egg+pork "patties", and pork fried korean rice. Bloody tasty! What have the English got in comparison, huh? We adopt all the other good food from other countries, e.g. Indian, Thai, Mexican, Chinese, Italian... [the list could go on and on] but what have the British got to claim as our own? All I can think of is Roast Dinner, Fish and Chips. Huffing peckers, what kind of example of our magnificent culture is that? There is also Sticky Toffee Pudding, which I have to make for S, and the other housemates sometime before S moves back to Korea. Compared to uber nationalistic Koreans who rank their country, their food and everything they do as "the best in the world" one feels very David-like in comparison. Yes we ruled the world, and the majority of the world speaks our language, we (will) have the best climate (when the ice-age re-asserts itself) and people from all over the world flock to our fantastic island but our traditional food has no real class, as Korean food surely does.
