how many times can you say goodbye to good friends?
i met with veca for a long lavish lunch in beomgye. she had a nice bbq place she wanted to share with me- and i was up for as much bbq as i could pack in me before i left.
i have no memory of the name- i should've grabbed a business card. i couldn't tell you where it is- other than beomgye, close to the shopping center.
it was so dreamlike. the place was huge. lunch wasn't their busy hour, but they were open. there might have only been a few other people dining there besides us, but we were in a large sunlit section mostly alone. employees dusted and cleaned windows around us, it was old but really well kept.
and the food- glorious. every bbq place specializes in something, and this place specialized in their white kimchi (maybe called winter kimchi- damn i'm forgetting everything!)
a good assortment of fresh veggies to wrap the meat, potatoes baking over the coals. . .
i was so full. we made sure not to rush, chatting for a long time while eating.
i'm so thankful for our friendship. from our first 5 year old class where we'd team teach and chat and gossip while the kids worked- just getting to know each other. i would've never guess that she read horror. once she explained that she was reading, 'let the right one in,' i knew we could connect on a lot of levels. i had a third year of 5 year olds before we worked together again with two first year 6 year old classes. the polarity of those students cemented us as a teaching team. we spent so much time complaining or marveling at them alternatively.
this event was everything i wanted from a 'last' meal in korea with veca.