Fine Dining

On wednesday, I met with my friend Brandon for dinner. We were seduced into trying a new restaurant after smelling something delicious coming from the place. Unlike most restaurants, there were no pictures on the walls and no menus with pictures, so we weren't terribly sure what they served. There was a man there, eating and drinking with his friend who spoke some English and he told us they serve samgyeopsal (pork belly), so he ordered for us. He also bought us some raspberry wine, which was very nice of him.

Dinner was really the same ole' barbecue that everyother restaurant serves. After we finished eating we ordered some kind of wine which is served in a big bamboo pitcher thing (should have taken a picture). I invited the guy who ordered for us and his friend to join us for some drinks.

The guy who spoke English very very poorly informed us that he was an English teacher at a private academy. This is quite coommon since native English teachers are not allowed to moonlight. He and his friend were quite drunk, we were having some fun. Then the man looked at Brandon and said "you have ugly face." Then turning to me, he said "and you are fat." Brandon made him realize that this was not very nice and actually quite offensive, so the guy bought our dinner.

The best part of the evening was his drunken friend. The man was smashed. He spoke no English, and apparently he is some kind of petty thug/semi-gangster. He and his friend made this clear several times. This gangster sat by Brandon and kept touching Brandon's leg and thigh. It was uncomfortable for Brandon, but quite enjoyable for me to watch. They wanted us to follow them to the karaoke bar, but we ended our night after this dinner. So, maybe in the future we will see them again. Maybe not.