today, it’s all about food.

For starters, this is Kimchi making season. Kimchi is fermented Chinese cabbage, with red pepper paste packed between the leaves. It’s a Korean staple. A meal isn’t a meal without Kimchi and rice. 3 times a day, 7 days a week, 12 months a year…you get the picture. One of our Korean teachers helped her mother-in-law make Kimchi on the weekend…. 120 heads of cabbage worth. That’s a lot of kimchi.

Second, ahhh, Jamie “The Naked Chef” Oliver. What a wonderful program. He sounds so much like Simon, it’s a riot. I’m quite content to sit here and watch him boil potatoes all evening. Tonight he was making ravioli. yum. I can’t decide if I like the program because he’s such a cutie, or because he’s got such a great accent, or because he makes food that I just can’t get here. Either way, it makes me happy.

Third – food for thought. I borrowed the book ‘Stupid White Men’ by Michael Moore from Mike. If I were an American I would be furious. As it is, I’m just disgusted. … and I’m only on the 1st chapter.

*** SNOW *** – well, about six tiny flakes swirling past a streetlight. So really, more like a mild case of sky dandruff than snow, but as we close in on the end of November, and I’m still not wearing a winter coat, I’ll take what I can get. I was pretty excited.

My roomate Paula is playing her trombone in an orchestra concert tomorrow. I thought there would be more to say about that – but there really isn’t.

Wow, it’s not until I sit down to write a journal (which at least one other person will read) that I realize there’s not really all that much to say. I work. I eat. I sleep. rinse and repeat. Oh – and sometimes I visit the website of my favourite little Korean cartoon character. Her name is Pucca. You can visit her too at http://www.puccaclub.com I even have a little Pucca ornament on my cellphone.

HA HA HA… Mike’s on his way out the door to go to work. He teaches Kindergarten on Thursdays, and today they are going to a musical. Oh, I know, it sounds like fun. I thought so to for the first 4 I went to….then I clued in that a Korean Kindergarten musical consists of brightly costumed characters, flashing lights, squeaky voices, and music so loud that the poor kids (and one Canadian English teacher) are holding their ears and crying in pain. The last one I went to was some kind of teletubbie/Barney hybrid. You can imagine how exciting that was!!!

I was re-reading my little notebook where I’ve written down some funny things my kids say. I laughed again at a test they took about American Pioneers setteling the west. According to one little guy, when asked “What chores did families have?” he replied “Mothers made children….fathers made furniture”. right.