To my Littles

This is dedicated to my Littles--guns and ica (don't hate me, this is the only picture I have of the 3 of us):

I love meat. My littles love meat. My littles and I love meat together. I'm almost certain that every single Korean BBQ restaurant I went to in the past year was with one of them. My littles also know I like random adventures and trying new things (e.g. chocolate bacon). So, yes, this post is dedicated to the two of you.

After church I stopped at Homac (the "Home Ammenity Center") to pick up a jar. That was all I was going to buy. I came out with much more than I intended. As I perused the aisles for a jar to hold my coffee grounds, I stumbled upon pots and pans and other funny Japanese cookingware. And then I saw it...

It's a personal size Korean BBQ grill. It was the last one at the store and fairly cheap. I decided it was a good investment and it would give me something to play with once I got home. Let the adventures begin!

I threw on some fresh zucchini, garlic, onions, green bell peppers, and MEAT! It was fantastic! It was a little scary setting the thing up though. That flame is a tea candle sized wad of flammable blue stuff that smells like toothpaste. The first one was fine and good. I had the top off, dropped the thing in the bottom bowl, lit the flammable toothpaste, and then put the top back on. But halfway through my dinner, it died. I needed to put a new one in there. These flammable toothpaste things don't have nice little wicks like tea candles. The whole thing just erupts in a giant flame. And I couldn't take the top off because there was food on it and it was crazy hot. I set it on the metal kitchen countertop, lit the toothpaste, used tongs and shoved it into the mouth of the BBQ. So it proved to be a little nerve-wracking but successful and overall delicious. I probably should've opened a window (or not because it's freezing) or at least turned the vent on because my house was a little smoky after I had finished eating. But it was totally worth it.

I realized while I was eating that Korean BBQ was not made to be eaten alone. Korean BBQ involves fellowship. You never see a person at a Korean BBQ place alone. Mostly because it's a ridiculous amount of food for one person to eat, but it's a social eating festivity. It's not a fifteen-minute meal either. Korean BBQ takes a LONG time to eat. But that's when the talking and sharing and laughing happens. It happens in between pieces of meat being grilled and yelling at the waitress for more water and kimchee.

So tonight when I was eating my Korean BBQ alone, I missed the two of you and fellowshipping mixed with that smoky smell and yelling Korean waiters.

Love you and miss you both,

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