A Week in Lunch
The cafeteria at Cheil Seoul is a wonderful place to have lunch and ruminate on your family ties.
MONDAY
Budae jjigae (soldier’s stew.)
I feel strong.
I think of my grandfather. Not because he likes budae jjigae. He’s a devout vegetarian and budae jjigae is full of sausages.
No, it’s because when I was 8, my grandfather told me a man must be “stout” and I think eating budae jjigae is the shortcut.
TUESDAY
I don’t remember what this dish is called.
It’s been a while since I talked to my grandfather. He lives in India.
Korea’s not so far from India…I could fly over and impress him with my manly, stout physique and above-average bench press.
WEDNESDAY
Who am I kidding? I have the build of a copywriter who found The Portrait of a Lady “stirring.”
I’ll have to find other ways.
Fuck yeah, a corndog!
THURSDAY
I thought there would be more corndogs.
Instead, salmon.
My grandfather, a deeply spiritual man, would find a lesson in this.
I, on the other hand, have found an onion strand wedged in my molars.
FRIDAY
Kimchi (circular dish, upper left) helps promote a healthy gut microbiome.
My grandfather’s gut microbiome probably kicks ass, though I’m not sure how you measure that.
I should call.